We're Not From Here.

Robin: I've evolved! And I enjoy living my life a little bit closer to the way Gael and I did in Argentina.
Barney: Please. Vacation romances have an expiration date. Gael's got a "best-if-banged-by" sticker on him, and once your romance starts to stink, you'll dump his ass down the drain like sour milk and and go back to being "unevolved Robin," the one we actually like. Back me up here, Ted!
Ted: I'm just happy Robin's happy.
Barney: I'm telling you, within three days--
Lily: Oh, here he comes! Switch to big words.
Barney: Within a triad of solar periods, you'll recognize your dearth of compatibility with your paramour, and conclude your association.
Robin: My journey was transformative, and I reassert my commitment to both the aforementioned paramour and the philosophies he espouses.
Gael: What are we talking of? Baseball?
Barney: This is all gonna return to masticate you in the gluteals. Support my hypothesis, Ted!
Ted: I'm just jubilant my former paramour is jubilant.