Marshall: Baby, I love you more than life itself. But you're a million degrees. Honestly, I'm surprised your hourly pee breaks aren't just steam.
Lily: Well, you're no picnic in bed, either. Oh, except for the food and the ants. But, well, I still wanna be next to you.
Marshall: Why? So you can kick me and slap me all night? I swear to God, the second you fall asleep, it's like you grow extra limbs. It's like spooning with a Hindu deity, Ganesh!
Lily: Wanna push them together?
Marshall: You still talking about the beds?
Lily: Nope.
Marshall: Get over here.