Marshall: Wait! Wait! I did used to run a fantasy baseball league back in law school.
Barney: That's not bad. You might be on to something.
Marshall: Awesome. Awesome! I'll be Fantasy Guy!
Barney: Eh, we'll have to make you Sports Guy. We already have a Fantasy Guy.
[A man walks by wearing a robe and carrying a scythe:]
Fantasy Guy: What's up, bros?
Barney: Hey, Frank.