Ted: Robin, there are billions of guys in the world. Why do you have to sleep with him?
Robin: Ted, when I get off work, it's 5:30 in the morning. Do you have any idea what kind of guys I'm meeting?
[flashback to Robin at MacLaren's with a guy:]
Man: I deliver newspapers. It's a dirty job, but somebody's got to do it. [shows his ink-stained hands] Don't worry. I'll wash them before I handle your business.
[flashback to Robin with another guy:]
Man: I live with my mom. At night, we watch TV in her bed. We call it "Cuddle Club".
[flashback to Robin with another guy:]
Robin: So, you, get up really early to trade on the European stock exchanges? What's that like?
Fantasy Guy: [wearing robe] Look, is this going to happen or not?
[present:]
Ted: Okay, first of all, I've hung out with Fantasy Guy. You could do a lot worse.