Barney's Bedroom: He and Karina enter drinking wine, as Barney continues the fairy tale about his dearly departed friend. Karina promises to make him feel all better right after she freshens up, but she opens the closet door by mistake and sees all his suits in their climate controlled, optimally lit haven. Because this is a sitcom, Barney claims he's just suit-sitting for a friend. Because this is HIMYM, Karina doesn't buy it. She gives him an ultimatum -- her or the suits. And thus begins our...

Musical Extravaganza: While considering his options, Barney drifts off into fantasy land and his big musical number, "Nothing Suits Me Like a Suit." Look, it's on Youtube and I can't do it justice. To score a ten would be just fine, but I'd rather be dressed to the nines. It's a truth you can refute. Nothing suits me like a suit. Suffice it to say Neil Patrick Harris and a cast of tens (and a winged cartoon version of the late, great suit) dances and sings their way through the streets of New York. Ted, Robin, Marshall and Lily are even besuited and singing their hearts out. And Alyson Hannigan doesn't sing, "I think this line's mostly filler," even once, even though she may or may not have a whole problem with opera. But Barney most certainly gets the mustard out in the big finish. So I said all along I was giving this episode an A, right? (Sigh. I know, I'm easy.) I'm sorry suits, let's make amends. My Sunday best are my best friends. Let's send casual Friday down the laundry chute. Nothing suits me like a suit. Suffice it to say, until the very end of the fantasy, Barney's sure he'll give up his suits for no woman. But then again, this is Barney we're talking about, and Karina really is smoking hot. So he does what we knew he'd do a half hour ago, and lies. "I choose you, baby." He swears he'll most certainly give up his suits -- tomorrow. And as he lays Karina down on his bed, he looks toward his suits, which are just fretting away in the closet and whispers, "You guys are fine."