Ted's Apartment; 3 Days Ago: Robin overhears Barney's Canadian double-breasted suit analogy and realizes that Barney's in love with her. Later at MacLaren's, she tells Marshall and Lily. Lily tries to act surprised, but Robin can see through her. "How long have you known?" When Lily says, "Eight months," Robin is impressed that she kept a secret that long. "Good for you." Marshall then makes too big of a deal out of Lily keeping the secret and Robin realizes there was some spousal privilege involved. "How long have you known?" Marshall quickly confesses. "Seven months, 29 days." Single people out there, listen up, a lot of us confide in our spouses. Generally, if someone tells me they're going to tell something but I can't tell anyone, I say right out, "Well, I'll probably tell Scott, so don't tell me if that's a problem." At any rate, Marshall and Lily's excitement is plain as they ask Robin what she's going to do. She leans across the table toward them and says, "I'm going to marry Barney, in a big church wedding, and we're going to move to some sleepy New Hampshire town and open a bed and breakfast." The 'shippers' heads explode.

Marshall and Lily coo and squee. Marshall says, "Really?" Robin says, "No. It's Barney. I mean... It's Barney. But it's Barney. I've got to tell him 'no'." Lily says, "Oh man, you're going to break his... whatever it is that pumps that black sludge through his veins." Robin feels badly because this is the first time Barney will be expressing his feelings to a girl, and she's going to reject him. Vain as ever, Robin adds, "And not just any girl, I mean..." she gestures to her splendiferous self. "It'll destroy him." Marshall says, "Okay, well first of all..." he gestures in Robin's direction. "Eh." Whoa. "Second of all, there is a maneuver you can try. It's high-risk, but it's also high-reward. For lack of a better term, I'm going to call it 'The Mosby'." Marshall reminds Robin of her first date with Ted and how she was all hot and bothered about him until he confessed his love for her. Robin says, "Oh. The Mosby! That's genius. And um..." she laughs. "Excuse me." She gestures at herself again. "Eh?!" Marshall admits that she's very pretty, "But you're freakishly tall," hello, pot "and you don't believe in ghosts."