Barney: Okay, there's her building. When she comes out, I'm gonna hide, and once you figure out if she's the girl from the bar, we run like hell.
Lily: No.
Barney: What do you mean, no?
Lily: That woman, like every woman in your Final Four, deserves an apology, and I'm not telling you if she's the one until hear you say, "I'm sorry."
Barney: Are you nuts? That would involve me speaking to a woman I've already had sex with, which, frankly, is a little like changing the oil in a rental car.