Lily: Wait. You're not drunk?
Barney: Huh. I guess not. [flicks a piece of food into his mouth with the chopsticks]
Lily: [gasps] It's a hustle! We're gettin' hustled! Oh, this stinks. This stinks to holy hell! He's gonna win the bet!
Marshall: Baby, come on. Even if he was sober as a nun, there's no way he could do what these guys do.
Barney: Exactly. I mean, to learn the trademark secrets of Shinjitsu hibachi cooking, one would have to go all the way... to Hoboken, New Jersey. Yeah, they have a school there. It's a six-month course. They teach you everything.
Marshall: How do you know that?
Barney: Maybe I looked it up on my phone just now. Then again, maybe not. [another food trick]