Friends Bar.
"I can't find my password!"
Marshall searched himself from head to toe but still couldn't find the password he needed.
"Can't you just tell them you lost your password and have them email you the results?"
Ted reminded him.
"No!"
Marshall cried, "They won't let me do that. I have to wait for the results to be mailed to me in a letter.
That'll take six weeks, assuming it even gets delivered!
Ever since I asked the mailman in our building when her baby was due, he's hated me."
"She wasn't pregnant?"
Ted looked delighted. "See? You do it too. It's not just me~"
He remembered how he had once seen a chubby female coworker take out her lunchbox at noon.
Inside was an entire huge roast chicken. He had thanked her outright for bringing lunch for everyone, making her cry so hard that she quit on the spot.
"He wasn't pregnant~"
Lily said, pursing her lips.
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
Adam, however, understood Marshall very well.
This was the American TV Show World. In the future, mistaking someone's gender like this would only become more common.
"Haha, you were even worse than me!"
Ted burst out laughing.
"Don't get so worked up."
Adam smiled. "What Marshall did was actually the same as what you did. What really made that person angry was only that Marshall had indirectly called him too fat."
"No, Marshall also thought he was a woman..."
Ted tried to point out, but Adam interrupted him.
"So?"
Adam smiled. "Have you never considered the issue here?
If he hadn't dressed in such a feminine way, could Marshall have mistaken a grown man for a pregnant woman?
So the question is, why did he dress that way?"
"That's not the point!!!"
Marshall was going crazy.
Just