Ted: So, does he hold it against you?
Marshall: Worse.
[flashback to Marshall at work:]
Arthur: I'm sorry, who are you?
Marshall: I'm Marshall Eriksen. [Arthur shakes his head] Um, we had a fairly intense screaming match.
Arthur: No.
Marshall: Wherein I suggested that you take your head and store it within yourself in a fashion that, well, while space-saving might limit its exposure to sunshine.
Arthur: Well, that describes 95% of my employees and everyone in my family, except for my dog. He's such a good boy. Well, I'll see you later, Randall Wilkerson.
Marshall: Marshall Eriksen.
Arthur: Gary Dinkersfield, right.