Lily: "I'll get your coats?"
Ted: I don't know why I said that. Why did I say that? It's the opposite of what I meant. I wanna take clothes off them, not put more on.
Marshall: Ted, you're ruining this for everyone.
Barney: Leave him alone! Sometimes even the greatest warriors shoot themselves in the foot.
Lily: What are you talking about?
Barney: If you must know, it wasn't a freak beverage malfunction that stopped me from riding the tricycle that night.
[flashback to Barney in the living room with two women:]
Blonde Woman: So, Barney, why don't we take this party to a more horizontal location?
[Barney gets nervous and sweaty as he imagines the belt. Barney's knee moves and knocks over the wine glass.]
Barney: Oh no, the night's ruined!
Brunette Woman: No, baby, it's not.
Barney: Yes it is. Whatever this night was heading towards is ruined. Where's my coat?