


Just smile, be charming, ooze charisma, talk about the weather. Ted: Is it Joe Girardi? Holy crap, is it A-Rod?! Okay, Ted, calm down. Marshall: All Ted could bring himself to think was: Lisa: I read this place has great chicken Milano. Marshall: Poor Ted just wondered silently. Lisa: I might like the spaghetti marinara. If it isn't too much trouble, can I take you out to dinner? I'd love to get some pointers, and I shouldn't keep you late. Lisa: It's just that you're so skilled, and I'm a relative beginner. Ted: Psh, yeah, 'cause physics is so interesting.

Which is really saying something, because, architecture? Yawn. I asked around, and people say your lectures are amazing. But when I teach magnetic force, I just see eyeballs glazing. Every night I practice giving lectures, sometimes twice. Lisa: I'm fairly new to teaching, and I'm looking for advice. A physics prof named Lisa who'd just moved here from Miami. But then, one day whilst grading papers, life sent him a whammy. He was deep into his thirties, and yet, still he had no wife. Marshall: The outlook wasn't brilliant for poor Ted's romantic life.
