Barney dropped to his knees and retrieved the bottle. "Awesome," he said, as he got to his feet again.
He dragged a chair to the middle of the room. "Come on in," he said, patting it.
"Look, we're not gonna bite. We just want to hang out. You don't have to be scared of us. Well, okay, sometimes you might need to be scared of Robin, but I don't think we've enough alcohol for her to get too super-Canadian," he said, grinning.