[flashback to eight years earlier:]
Marshall: [v.o.] And I ordered the burger.
Marshall: [to the tattooed server] Thank you.
[Marshall takes his first bite of the burger. He is overcome with delight. He savors every bite. While he eats, he notices a signed picture of Regis Philbin on the wall. When he's finished, Marshall runs home from the burger joint.]
Marshall: Ted, you got to wake up. Wake...
[Ted is startled on the couch and hits Marshall with a baseball bat.]
Ted: Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
Marshall: I'm all right. Ted, I've just had the most amazing burger of my life! It's this awesome little place, Regis Philbin eats there, so it's sort of like a celebrity hot spot. But the burger. The burger. Dude.
Ted: I want one of those burgers right now! Do you think they're still open?
Marshall: I don't know. (Looking to his watch.) Does stuff in New York stay open past... 9:30?
[Ted and Marshall walks the streets of New York City:]
Marshall: [v.o.] So we went out to get another burger. But after hours of searching...
Marshall: Damn it! Where is this place?