Marshall: Lily.
Lily: Yeah?
Marshall: You just gave those children a stapler, a pair of sharp scissors, and a pretty decent Pinot Noir.
Lily: I did? Oh, my God. [sobbing] I'm going to miss that stapler so much. I'm not doing so great, am I?
Marshall: Maybe not.
Lily: We shouldn't make any huge life decisions right now, should we?
Marshall: Hey, look, I love you and I-I love the idea of raising our kids with a lawn and a white picket fence, but we have our whole lives to decide when and if we want to do that.
Lily: Do what?
Marshall: Let's get you home.