Barney: Hey, guys, don't worry. Help's on the way.
Jerry: Oh! Thank you, Barney.
Loretta: Thank you, honey.
Barney: In the meantime, I'll try to keep you two as comfortable as possible.
[Barney lowers down a tray featuring two candles, a bottle of wine with two lasses, an iPod, and one bowl of soup]
Jerry: Well, we don't need wine.
[Barney reels the tray back up and drops it down again]
Jerry: We don't need champagne, either. We need help! This could be very unsafe!
[Barney throws a ream of condoms down]
Loretta: Oh. I'll say something.
Jerry: No. You've had a whole lifetime of this. Let me. Barney, are you thinking you can get your mother and me back together? Because I'm married. My wife is right upstairs!
Barney: No, she's not.
Jerry: What's that?
Barney: Nothing! I'm just trying to keep you refreshed through this unexpected and flukish elevator malfunction! Here's some water! [Jerry and Loretta are soaked] Ah... drat. Clumsy hands much, Barney? Just disrobe and send up those wet clothes. You'll be cold, so I'll send down strawberry warming gel and some cozy, zippered masks.