"Aw, man, all the hot guys are gay," Robin whined after witnessing Connor and Murphy's kiss.
"Yes, we are," Barney said. He looked around at Ted and Marshall. "Yes offense."
"Now, wait a minute…" Ted was saying when Connor trudged up to the table, being prodded by Murphy.
"Go on," Murphy prompted.
Connor sighed. "Barney, Murphy here would like me to inform you that we are not actually on a date, and that both of us are, in reality, single." He turned to Murphy. "Happy?"
"Very," Murphy said with satisfaction. "And also, I'm not gay."
Robin could have jumped with excitement. "Hey, do you two want to pull up a couple chairs for a while? Next round's on Ted."
"Hey, wha – ow! I mean, yea," Ted muttered, rubbing his shin under the table where Robin had kicked him.
Connor opened his mouth to object, but Murphy cut in. "We'd love to," he said smoothly.
As soon as they were seated, Murphy stuck his hand out to Robin. "Hey there, lass, I'm Murphy."
She took it gingerly. "Robin."
Attempting to be charming (which really isn't that hard for Murphy), he kissed her hand. After that, Robin felt a little faint. Connor (and Barney, and Lily, and Marshall, and Ted) all rolled their eyes.
"So, Connor, Murphy. Where you guys from?" Ted asked.
"Originally, Cork," Murphy said. "We came here… what, five years ago?"
"Six," Connor corrected.
"Right, six years ago. And now we live in Boston."
Lily, Marshall, Ted, and Barney scoffed.
"Boston? Really?" Ted said.
"Talk about the worst city in the world," Lily supplied.
"What? No way," Connor objected.
"Like New York's any better?" Murphy said.
"Uh, yea," Barney said. "There's things to do in New York."
Robin interrupted. "If there's so much to do, why do we always come to the same bar?"
Lily, Marshall, Ted, and Barney struggled to come up with a comeback to that.
"There you go. New York's no better than Boston," Murphy said, winking at Robin.
"Well, what do you do all the time?" Marshall challenged.
Connor and Murphy thought about that. "Drink," they said at the same time.
"You guys are like the Bostonian version of us," Lily laughed.
"In some ways, aye," Connor mused.
"Yea, but at least Boston doesn't smell like the whole damn town is down wind of the sewage treatment plant," Murphy added.
Lily and Marshall shuddered. "Don't say those words."