Robin: You are bad at this, dude.
Barney: Oh, whatever, Robin.
Robin: Like you've ever talked your way out of a ticket.
Marshall: What, are you kidding me? Robin's a pretty girl. Pretty girls don't get tickets. I bet she's been pulled over tons of times, never once gotten a ticket.
Robin: That is outrageous! And factual.
[flashback to Robin crying as a police officer approaches her car:]
Police Officer: License and re... Aw, honey. No, no, no, don't cry. It's okay. No ticket for you. Go a little slower next time, okay?
Robin: [wiping her tears away in the rear mirror] Thank you.