[fantasy:]
Marshall: [v.o.] As my training continued, I also learned the delicate art of Chinese painting.
Robin: That looks nothing like this bowl of fruit.
Marshall: [v.o.] My training went on for a year.
[back:]
Barney: A year?
Marshall: A year.
Barney: One year? None of us noticed you were stuck in Shanghai for a year?
Marshall: I wasn't being held slaptive, I chose to stay and complete my training.
Barney: I'm not even gonna... Just, whatever.