Robin: I don't care how unpleasant it is, you have to talk to him.
Virginia Mosby: Not now.
Robin: Okay, if you don't, I will.
Virginia Mosby: Robin...! [Virginia lifts her arm and accidentally knocks over a waitress carrying plates]
Alfred Mosby: Oh, gosh, let me help you pick those up, sweetheart.
Ted: Sweetheart? Sweetheart?! The only sweetheart in your life should be the woman you married 30 years ago, not the waitress at the bar last night and not this clumsy floozy! [to the waitress] I'm sorry, you're not a floozy. I'm upset, I don't know what I'm saying. But stay away from my dad.
Virginia Mosby: Ted, what are you talking about?
Ted: Dad? You, uh, want to tell Mom what happened at the bar last night?
Alfred Mosby: Okay. I hooked up with a waitress.
Virginia Mosby: [casually] Oh.
Ted: Oh?
Virginia Mosby: I mean, oh! Oh! Ooh! We're going to have a serious talk about this when we get home, Al. Oh, ooh!