Future Ted: [v.o.] So, Robin and I enjoyed a gourmet dinner. Well, for her it was breakfast. And we ended up doing exactly what Lily wanted us to do all along: We talked about our relationship.
Robin: So, Lily broke us up, sort of.
Ted: Yeah. Sort of makes you wonder.
Robin: Yeah. I mean, if it weren't for her, would we still be dating right now?
Ted: Maybe. But Lily was right. We weren't ready. We both need to move on, do our own thing. Still do, I guess.
Robin: We should make a pact. If the years go by, and we both turn 40, and we're still single...
Ted: [gets down on one knee] Robin Scherbatsky, will you be my backup wife?
Robin: A girl always dreams of hearing those words. Yes! Yes! A million times, yes!

Ted: So, should we set up some ground rules for this?
Robin: Okay, like what?
Ted: I don't know. Like neither one of us can get super fat. Stuff like that.
Robin: Okay, I only have one: you can't wear a nightshirt.
Ted: I will never wear a nightshirt.

[As Barney sleeps, his doorbell rings. He climbs out of bed in his night shirt. He answers the front-door to a woman in athletic clothing who looks him up and down.]
Woman: Never mind.
Barney: No!