Ted tells everyone to be cool, and tries to pretend he's not freaking out, as he says they'll deal with it -- which might be convincing if not for all his omigods, not to mention the fact that he dives under the table. Barney says he's not hiding under that table, although he'd be glad to hide under the neighboring table full of beautiful women. Robin is jumpy (not about Barney). "Ooh, she's turning around." We cut to Stella, who has her nose buried in a menu, then cut back to the gang's table, which is now empty. Oh, there's Barney's hand, grabbing his glass of Scotch, and giving a whole new meaning to drinking someone under the table.

Down under: Ted reminds himself to think. He says he's going to take a peek, above board, and then makes Marshall do it, instead. Look out, Marshall! There's a greasy looking dog right on top of the table! What kind of restaurant is this? Oh, wait. That's just... your hair. Still crouching and hiding behind the table, Marshall looks over and hears the waiter ask Stella if she'll need any utensils. She doesn't, because she's going straight home.

Down under: Marshall reports that Stella's placed a take-out order. Ted asks, "Did she seem happy? Did she say anything about me?" He tries to shake it off. "I don't even care! Where are those almonds?" Barney's been dying for this line since the set up, so I'll let him take it. "Gosh, where would Ted's nuts be? Hey, why don't you go check the vise in Stella's garage?" Marshall demands that Ted go yell at Stella. Lily agrees. "Ted, you may be from Ohio, but you live in New York, now. We don't push down our feelings in New York. We take our feelings, and we shove them in somebody else's face." Ignoring his hair, Marshall's so cute as he makes the same actions and expressions along with his wife. Ted says, "Oh spare me, Lily. You'd be doing the same thing if you were in this situation." Lily denies that there's anyone she'd want to avoid so badly that she'd hide under a table. Ted reminds her about...