Marshall: God, I love brunch.
Brad: Oh, damn... the zucchini bread is ridonculous.
Marshall: This isn't weird, right?
Brad: I sort of thought it might be, but it totally isn't. And b-t-dub, you totally did not oversell the eggs benny.
Marshall: Right? Right?
Brad: I mean, why can't two single bros go out and rock brunch Sunday morning-style?
Marshall: Exactly. Thank you, that's exactly what I've been saying.
Brad: This must be destiny.
Marshall: What are you talking about?
Brad: I have two tickets for Mamma Mia Friday night. You like Abba, right? What am I saying? Who doesn't? Anyway, I was gonna take Kara, but now it's all you and me. We're gonna do Broadway, bro style. What do you say?
Marshall: Yeah!