055: but it's pretty much new york.
Ted: We're from a small town in the south of France. Our plane leaves Sunday morning.
Barney: Uh, hey, uh, howdy, ladies. Hate to bother you. We seem to be a little bit lost. Would you happen to know which street the Statue of Liberty's on?
Lindsay: Actually, it's on its own island.
Barney: Oh, it's right... thank you very... Uh, my name is, uh, Ignatius Peabody Nobel. From East Westerton, Missoura. And this is my friend... Ted.
Colleen: Hi, um, I'm Colleen.
Barney: Hi, Colleen.
Colleen: This is Lindsay.
Barney: Hi, Lindsay.
Ted: So, hey, you-you-you ladies, been awful nice to us. What do you say... Ah, never mind.
Colleen: No, what is it?
Ted: Well... it's just we're leaving Sunday morning. It sure would be nice to have some real New Yorkers show us around.
Lindsay: Well, we're busy tonight, but... maybe tomorrow afternoon? After lunch?
Barney: Well, hotdog! Should we... you want just meet here in front of Mac... MacLaren's Pub?
Colleen: It's kind of a lame bar, but sure.
Ted: Really? It doesn't seem that lame to me.
Lindsay: It's pretty lame.
Ted: I think it's cool.
Colleen: We'll see you tomorrow.
Ted: I'm just saying it seems like a kind of bar a lot of cool people would hang out at.
I know, the picspam is pretty crappy.