Robin: Um, I would do what my dad did: tough love.
[fantasy scene with Robin storming into six-year-old Marvin's room:]
Robin: You know where you're headed, chief? The British Columbia Military School for Boys. Of course, you're actually a boy, so at least you won't have to shave off all your hair and burn your "girlie" clothing in an old oil drum while your father stands there and laughs at you through the flames! Oh, my God!
[reality:]
Robin: I think that Robin wins this round because we love her and she's in a safe space, right, guys?
Barney: Robin matters!
Lily: Yay! Totally.
Ted: Now, that's just one point, right?