Marshall: Treasure, please, don't worry about the show.
Ted: Uh, we'd feel bad.
Treasure: What does that mean?
Marshall: No. We just mean, uh, you're off the hook. You don't have to do it.
Treasure: I don't have to do it? Well, guess what? I know I don't have to do it. I do it because I am good at it. Look, I don't need your pity. All I want to do is give you a great show because you're getting married! Is that so much to ask? Is that such a major inconvenience?!
[later, Fortune performs with her ankle in a cast:]
Marshall: Oh, that is wrong. Oh, that's just so wrong.
Ted: Well, the doctor did say for her to keep it elevated.
[Barney turns on the smoke machine]