[For John]

Robin had made sure she was looking absolutely rocking and that she had brought it for the date, not even going home to change so much as ducking from the Clinic to the washroom and putting on a thin-strapped red number before heading to the kitchen to meet up with her date. And okay, yes, she was a bit late and it was because she was reading porn with Barney, but come on, who needed to know that.

She sidled into the room, hopping into a pair of sandals and beaming. "Hi, sorry I'm late, had to get ready. We're good? Ready to go?"