Marshall: So far, in the name of saving the planet, I've ruined your night, I practically broke Wendy's back and I got Meeker fired. The guy must hate me.
Lily: Meeker doesn't hate you.
Future Ted: [v.o.] Oh, Meeker hated him, all right. After all, Marshall was the one who got him fired. Meeker knew we all hung out at MacLaren's. So that night, he went there to confront Marshall. But as luck would have it...
Meeker: Are you guys...?
Wendy: Closed. [bag of bottles rips open] Sorry. [Meeker helps tidy up] Thanks.
Meeker: Rough night?
Wendy: Yeah. I'm sorry. It's not your fault. It's no one's fault. Except for Marshall Eriksen.
Meeker: What did you just say?
Wendy: Uh, I said it's Marshall Eriksen's fault. Why, do you know him?
Marshall: Know him? I hate that guy.
Wendy: Me, too.
Meeker: Well, hey.
Future Ted: [v.o.] And the rest, as they say...