[flashback to March 2008:]
The Mother: Okay, here it is. I haven't played this since the popular girls locked me inside the case. Although it was roomier than when I played the violin. [gasps] What are you doing?
Mitch: I don't know. What am I doing?
The Mother: I don't know. What are you doing?
Mitch: This is my thing.
The Mother: It certainly is. Now please cover your thing up.
Mitch: Sorry. I meant this move, it's my thing. I call it "The Naked Man." A few weeks ago, I was on a date, and it worked. And then I was on another date and it worked again, so I figured it would work all the time.
The Mother: Well, now you know it doesn't work all the time.
Mitch: Yeah. Although two out of three.
The Mother: Is this what it's gonna be like being single in New York? Even the nice guys turn out to be total creeps?
Mitch: I have gotten pretty creepy since I moved here.
The Mother: I feel so lost right now. I don't even know what I'm doing with my life.
Mitch: Can I tell you an embarrassing story?
The Mother: Is it this one taking place right now?

[flashback to April 2012:]
Louis: MacLaren's. The last time I was here, I thought this place was called Puzzles.
The Mother: Huh. That's an odd name. Why would you call a bar Puzzles? Unless... that's the puzzle.

The Mother: [playing ukulele and singing] Hold me close and hold me fast This magic spell you cast This is la vie en rose When you kiss me heaven sighs And though I close my eyes I see la vie en rose When you press me to your heart I'm in a world apart A world where roses bloom And when you speak, angels sing from above Everyday words seem to turn into love songs Give your heart and soul to me And life will always be La vie en rose
Future Ted: [v.o.] Kids, I must have heard your mom's rendition of "La Vie en Rose" a million times over the years. Every night when she tucked you in, for instance. But that performance, that first night I ever heard her sing... that one will always be my favorite.