Ted: Hey, I'm trying. I keep suggesting these big, romantic dates, and she keeps putting on the brakes. Like tonight, she wants me to just come over and bake cookies.
Robin: Oh. Translation: booty-call.
Barney: Total booty-call.
Lily: Private Booty, reporting for duty.
Ted: That's crazy. She- She wants to bake.
Robin: Guys booty-call girls after 2:00 a.m. with a drunkenly slurred, "What ya doing?" But when a lady booty-calls a guy, she invents a respectable excuse to mask the fact that she wants to get stuck real good. It's called class, Ted.