[Garrison Cootes walks brashly over to Ted and taps him on the shoulder]
Garrison Cootes: Are you a vegan?
Ted: What?
[meanwhile, Barney pats his stomach next to the empty tray of spring rolls:]
Barney: Ooh-ee!
[back:]
Garrison Cootes: Are... you... a... vegan?
Ted: Um, no.
Garrison Cootes: Uh-huh. And when you were shoveling the spring rolls down your gullet, did you happen to notice a little sign next to the plate marked "Vegan"?
Ted: I think there's been some mistake.
Garrison Cootes: You could have had anything on that table! Anything at all! Mini pizzas, bacon-wrapped figs, pigs in blankets. There was even talk of an inbound Gouda! But no, no, you had to have the one thing that someone with my dietary preferences can eat.
Ted: Look, I didn't eat the spring rolls.
Garrison Cootes: Liar! Your breath reeks of shredded carrots and deceit!
Ted: [sees Robin] Okay, okay, maybe I did eat your precious spring rolls.
Garrison Cootes: Oh...
Ted: What are you gonna do about it, hippie?