[flashback to MacLaren's in the summer of 2006:]
Barney: Hey, what are you guys talking about?
Marshall: [sobbing] Lily.
Barney: Ah, I got to go.
[Barney hops in a cab]
Barney: Newark Airport, please.
[Barney arrives in San Francisco, knocks on Lily's door]
Barney: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Barney, what are you doing here? I can't believe it's really you. Come in, have a seat. Do you want some tea? I know the apartment's small, but I don't need much space. Let me show you some of my paintings. I think it's some of my best work ever. Just stop it. Lily, you have to come home. You and Marshall belong together. The two of you have something that most people search their whole lives for and never find. I know you love him, and if you knew what he was going through right now, you wouldn't be here for one more second. I bought you a ticket home. Marshall is one of the best people I know, and it won't be long until someone else realizes that, and you'll lose him forever. I can't stand the thought of that happening, and I cannot keep stealing chicks from him forever. Never, ever tell anyone I was here. I will deny it tooth and nail. This trip never happened. [exits, returns] Hey, if you had three hours to kill before your flight, what would you do, Alcatraz or Fisherman's Wharf?