[flashback to January 2010:]
Cindy: Come on, how could he not be in love with you? The way you fall asleep on the couch doing the crossword.
The Mother: When did he see me fall asleep...?
Cindy: The way your hair smells. The way your eyes sparkle... [Cindy kisses her] I might have some stuff to figure out.
The Mother: You might.
Cindy: I'm so sorry.
The Mother: No, uh, it's okay. It was nice. I haven't been kissed in a really long time.

[flashback:]
The Mother: Not long after that, she met a nice girl, and they fell in love, so it's a happy ending. For Cindy, anyway. I, however, am left without a roommate. So here we are.
Darren: Ha. I have a confession. Uh... I don't need a place to live. I saw your ad for the roommate, and I just really wanted to meet you. I'm a huge fan of your band, Super Freakonomics.
The Mother: Oh, my gosh. Really?
Darren: Really. I come to all your shows. And I'm not just saying this: I think you guys are the best economic-themed band in the entire city.
The Mother: Even better than Radio-Hedge Fund?
Darren: Oh, absolutely. I wish I had the guts to do what you do. I love to sing, but...
The Mother: You know what? Next time we do a show, you have got to come up on stage with us and sing a song.
Darren: Oh, no, I couldn't. No, I'm too shy. [singing] But maybe just one song.

[flashback to April 2012:]
Darren: I don't like to think of Super Freakonomics as my band. I think of it as my canvas, upon which I paint my masterpieces. [laughs] And that right there is why I don't play bass. Ha-ha-ha.
Louis: Can I help you with that?
The Mother: Uh... Wow. Thanks, Superman.
Louis: No problem. It was either help you or stop a train going off a cliff. And you're much cuter. Can I buy you a drink?
The Mother: Oh, no, sorry, I'm 16.
Louis: Oh. Wow. Sorry. Have a good night.
The Mother: Wait, you believed that? I like you. Sure, you can buy me a drink.

[flashback to April 2012:]
The Mother: Well, um, thank you for the drink.
Louis: So do you wanna get dinner sometime?
The Mother: Um, Louis, you're really nice, but I was in love with somebody... a long time ago, and he died.
Louis: Oh, I'm sorry.
The Mother: No, I'm sorry. Um... It's silly, but it's like the first lottery ticket I ever bought... was, kaboom, jackpot. And I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna win again. Not like that, anyway. So I don't generally buy lottery tickets anymore.
Louis: I understand.
The Mother: So I should go.
Louis: Well, if you change your mind, give me a call.
[She walks out of the bar, passing Barney and pregnant Lily hugging. Leaving just as Ted enters in a dress:]
Ted: Okay. Now we're even.

Curtis: You're in luck. Mother of the bride never checked in. How many keys will you need?
The Mother: Just one. I just... I broke up with someone.
Curtis: I think Room number 6 is the room for you.
The Mother: Thank you.