Dr. Sonya: No. You can't have a baby.
Robin: Uh, great. Uh, well, I mean, um, not-not great. I mean, I've never wanted kids, so if it has to happen to someone...
Dr. Sonya: Robin, is there anyone you can talk to about this? Perhaps a close friend?
Future Robin: [v.o.] I knew I could have talked to my friends. But, it's just, I already knew exactly how they would all react. Ted would go into overdrive trying to make me feel better.
Ted: You need comfort food. Fried chicken, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes. Open your present, I'll work on these shoulders. Okay, just breathe, relax, eat your chicken. Come on, eat, breathe, open it, breathe, open it, eat. Robin, why are you so tense?!