Lily: Tell me a Marshall story. I miss him.
Ted: Got it. "The Tale of the Cursed Pants."
[flashback to Marshall at MacLaren's in a loud pair of pants:]
Marshall: Hey, guys. So, I'm starting worry about these pants.
Robin: Starting to?
Marshall: No, ever since I got them, like, terrible things I stubbed my toe, I missed my train...
Barney: You put on the pants.
Marshall: And then the lady at the thrift store said that for years, no one so much as tried them on. Can you believe that?
Ted: Yes.
Marshall: You know what this means? These pants are cursed. What's this in the pocket? A clue.
Ted: [v.o.] Marshall had the writing translated. It led him deep into the heart of Chinatown.
Elderly Asian Man: It is you. The One has arrived. Dry cleaning, $21.50.
[present:]
Lily: I remember that suit. He looked like a little kid's imaginary friend.