[title: Robin Takes the Cake]
Lily: Nonsense! Hogwash! Balderdash!
Marshall: [v.o.] Said Mommy, with great fervor.
Lily: You can't stop now, for don't you see? To the uninformed observer, you're not some sad cliché, some loser from a chick-lit story. You're Robin, and you're half a wedding cake away from glory! If you quit now, then Simon wins, the tale comes to a stop. At how you saw an ex, freaked out, and robbed a pastry shop. But if you have the guts, my dear, it's time to get empowered and be remembered for this sweet behemoth you devoured. And years from now, the troubadour will raise his voice and sing of the time that Robin took the cake. And ate the whole... damned... thing.
Marshall: [v.o.] Once more into the breach she surged, as Ted and Mommy cheered and bite by bite the towering confection disappeared. Some friends were called to come and watch. And no one had to beg. It soon became a party. Barney even got a keg. Forkful after forkful, Robin guzzled French vanilla making noises not unlike those made by a gorilla.