"Robin," Barney said, he stared into her eyes. "We've gone down this road before; do we really want to go there again?"
"With you, it almost seems like it's a new road."
"But we both know it's not. We both got hurt, pretty bad, last time. I would never want to hurt you." Barney protested.
"I know"
"But I do love you."
"I love you too."
"I can't risk losing my best friend."
Robin laughed, "I thought Ted was your best friend?"
"Get your head out of your ass Sherbahtsky!" Barney let a smile slip out.
'Robin and Barney just looked at each other, as if nothing else that was happening inside McLarens mattered. Of course if they had noticed what was happening around them, they would have noticed that your Aunt Lily, Uncle Marshall and I were staring at them the whole time.'
"Do you think they know we saw that?" Lily asked.
"Do you think they're getting back together?" I asked.
"Do you think they'd mind getting us some hot wings?" Marshall asked.
"Dude!" I said.
"What? Like you can drink a beer on fifty cent wing night and not order some wings? It's a tradition!"
"I've been drinking beer with you guys all night without wings." I said.
"Yeah, Marshall, in fact, you didn't even know it was fifty cent wing night until like two minutes ago." Lily said.
Robin returned to the booth.
"So, are you and Barney back on the 'Zamboni'?" Lily asked with a laugh.
"Are you going to wear his maple leaf?" I asked.
"Are you two… um…" Marshall paused, "I can't think of a single tasteful Canada joke. But I did see a good intercontinental-racial-slurs joke book, we could go pick one up," Marshall only let a slight snicker escape. "Lets go to the mall… today."
'We continued these Canadian style jokes for about six minutes before Robin rolled her eyes and walked away.
But as it turns out, if we'd continued listening to their conversation, rather than talking about hot wings, we would have heard this…'
A few moments earlier…
"So…what are we going to do 'a-boat' this?" Barney asked.
"We're going to go up to my apartment… I'm going to put on that underwear you bought me, and I'm sure we can think of something to pass the time." Robin said.
"I've never bought you underwear."
"I know"
"Sweet mother of God" Barney swallowed hard. "Give me six and a half minutes!" Barney ran screaming out of the bar.
'Although your Uncle Barney likes to say that night with Robin didn't mean anything, we all know it did. It was that night that he told Robin all the secrets he didn't trust me or your uncle Marshall with. It was also that night that Robin finally admitted that all Canadians are legally required to carry a miniature Canadian flag with them at all times, and that was the night that "Barney Stinson, player" became "Barney Stinson, fiancée".'
'What about the gal code?'Future Ted's son asked.
'That's an interesting story. As you know we were at McL-… you know what, it's a boring story. And it turned out to be Wendy the waitress that started the five dates rule. But as for the rest of the book, well, I'll get to that…