End Tag: Near the MacLaren's doorway, Ted tells an Amanda Peet look-alike that he'll give her a call. He slides into the booth, next to Marshall. "For those of you keeping score, the Ted Mosby..." His voice rises. "...Works!" Marshall shushes him and holds up his hand toward Robin, as if he's casting a spell. He tells her the love of her life is about to walk in the door, "And it's..." He points. "That guy." A short, dumpy, nerdy version of Robert Plant enters MacLaren's. Robin says she's not falling in love with him. Ted tries his hand at it, but his "that guy" is old enough to be Robin's grandfather. Marshall gives the "It's that guy" trick one more shot, and a hot brunette woman wanders in. Robin smirks and looks at the boys. Ted and Marshall crane their necks to get a gander as Marshall says, "Whoa, Robin. You should at least give her a chance. You know -- make out with her a little. See if there's something there." Robin looks away from them. "Okay. I'm going to work." In a deep, sexy voice, Ted says, "Yeah, you are." Robin rises. "No, I'm actually going to work." Marshall encourages her to "work it." Saget!Ted busts in. "And the ironic part was..." We cut to...

Set of Come On, Get Up, New York!: a handsome guy approaches Robin at the anchor desk and asks if she's Robin. "I'm Don, your new co-host." They shake hands. Saget!Ted says, "That was the day she met Don." Robin purses her lips and looks down at the desk in front of her. "Damn it, Marshall."