Future Ted: [v.o.] And so the gender remained a secret, but Janet McIntyre's life no longer was. There was only one problem.
Janet: Ted, what's going on?
Ted: Nothing. Did I mention that I'm the youngest architect in New York history to have a skyscraper built?
Janet: Oh.
Ted: So, I'm not quite as far beneath you as you might think.
Janet: Why would I think that?
Ted: No reason, but this one time in sixth grade, I saw a raccoon trapped in a gutter, and I told my dad, and the firemen came and got it out, so it's not like I pulled a baby from a creek or anything, but at least I didn't ignore it and keep lighting bugs on fire with my magnifying glass.
Janet: We had one promise, and you broke it.
Ted: What are you talking about?
Janet: You looked me up, and now you find me intimidating.
Ted: Why- Why would I find you intimidating, okay? It's not like I donated a kidney, but I donated blood once, although I wound up fainting, and they had to put it all back in.
Janet: I was so excited about this. But now you're just a blubbering idiot like the rest of them.
Ted: No, I ain't! I mean, no, I never do that thing you says. What I mean is, you gooder than me no make difference!