Barney: And here we are. Now, I believe this charade has gone on long enough. Can we please get to the surprise laser tag rehearsal?
Robin: Hey, there is no surprise laser tag rehearsal dinner!
Barney: Okay, but if I may offer an opposing view. Of course there is! This place is lousy with clues. Is he even really a security guard? Because he looks an awful lot like a non-Pakistani version of the guy who delivers
sandwiches at my office. Also, "laser tag" has the same number of letters as "rehearsal."
Robin: Laser tag has eight, rehearsal has nine.
Barney: And if you rearrange the letters and add some other ones, It says, "Get ready, Barney, for the biggest surprise ever, you handsome son of a..." And then not quite enough letters for "bitch", but good try, Robin.