Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

over Ted's head.
Marshall.
Whoa! It was small, but I think I felt something.
No, that's not it.
Robin, will you marry me?
Hey, shh, shh, shh. Kind of on a roll here.
What do you mean?
This hottie I'm talking to is meeting her friend
Hi, Mom! Hi, Mrs. Eriksen!
Of course, Robin, I love you.
Robin, I want to marry you no matter what.
Like his moves downtown-- check plus.
Yeah. So...
It's okay. I'm gonna go to bed, but
Yeah, I think we do. Nah, we're good.
Goat cheese? Fascinating!
Yes.
That's the problem with E.P.S.: lack of awareness.
I mean, it's the Drunk Train!
I'm thinking,
I can't do this.
Oh, big man. Living in Manhattan.
I mean, who could?
I'm late on sending the pictures.
Hey!
I was on point for six straight hours yesterday!
Okay, just stop.
Jackpot!
If it's meant to be, then it won't matter.
That's happening.