[title: "Barney Stinson: Player King of New York City"]
Barney: [v.o.] As I departed, having bid this busty babe buh-bye, I stopped and looked around, and wondered: Where the hell am I? The sign read 22nd Street, and my concern decreased until a cold wind blew a branch aside, revealing: "East."
Barney: The East Side. No. Wh-What have I done?
Barney: [v.o.] I stammered with chagrin. Just then a black sedan pulled up...
Thug: You Barney?
Barney: Yeah.
Thug: Get in.