Robin had such a hangover when she woke up. It was awful, truly, it was.

What made it worse? Barney. Next to her. Reminding her of what she'd just done. What she'd just done…

A fork in the road arose. The way Robin saw it, she could take the easy- but extremely childish- way out and avoid Meg for the rest of her life. Or, or she could man up and face Meg, which, being the mature adult she was, is what she would do.

For a moment Robin wondered if saying that she was a mature adult was as huge a lie as saying she wasn't jealous of Meg. She did the math though and decided that since she was in a relationship and technically a legal adult, she was allowed to call herself one.

Now, back to her Meg problem. How exactly would she do the grown up thing? Maybe make her cookies or something else. Shopping was supposed to be a friendly girl activity…

No, none of that would work; the only way this would was if they talked it out. And talk they would.

Robin headed into the office around the usual time Barney eats lunch, only she didn't tell him she was coming.

A pair of dress pants sat on the floor, tossed aimlessly there. A corset, skillfully undone, lay there as well. This could be the work of one man only.

"Barney!" Robin followed the trail of clothes and tossed a door open. Her eyes turned to flames and she was poised to kill.

"Robin?" Barney came behind her. Fully clothed.

She screamed. Then a scream came from Meg. Then Ted.

"What are you two doing?" Robin asked mortified. Barney also looked on with shock.

"Nothing!" Meg said, scrambling to cover herself.

"Ted!" Barney yelped amused. "I can't believe this! I can't believe it worked!"

"What?" the other three asked.

"I planned to set you two up, now I know what you're thinking, Barney Stinson: matchmaker? Well, let hell commence to freeze over because I did it! I did it, I did it, I DID IT!" He got overly excited the way he did. He continued to rant at his victory, "I thought that after last night," Barney looked at Robin who shot back a glare, "That there was no way I could salvage this, but I did! Challenge accomplished!"

Ignoring the information that had just come to light, because she would get to that, Robin turned to Barney. "I thought you were cheating on me in here!" She punched his arm the way she does.

"Bro code article 23: Anyone who is stupid enough to cheat on Robin Scherbatsky is a dead man," he recited properly.

Robin blushed; he put her in the Bro Code. To anyone who didn't know him, it would seem insignificant and petty, but to Robin, she knew that it meant the world.

Meg, now dressed again, cleared her throat, signaling the spot light back to them.

Robin opened her mouth, about to give them a proper scolding, but closed it again. She thought about all Barney had just said. "I guess I'm happy for you two."

Meg squealed and pulled Robin in for a hug. I guess she isn't mad, thought Robin.

"This is going to be so much fun! Double dates, hanging out a Puzzles, it just sounds great. All of it." Meg continued. Robin and Barney exchanged pouts and had a quick telepathic conversation the way they did.

"I'm still not sure if I like her," Robin groaned subconsciously.

"You'll get there."

Meg and Robin retreated to a small office, both agreeing a talk was in order.

"I'm sorry I poured beer on you." Robin sighed childishly. What happen to being mature?

"Me too," Meg mumbled equally as immature.

"No, really, I am." Robin said seriously looking directly at Meg this time.

"Me too- I – I just- sorry," she sounded so guilty Robin couldn't help but want to forgive her.

"So… we cool?"

"Absolutely, Friends?"

"Almost…"