Adam: Man, what are we gonna do first?
Barry: First, I need you to back away from me, okay? I don't want your Brea Bee relationship musk spoiling my newly single pheromones.
Adam: Pheromones? Is that why your shirt is glistening like a dog at the beach?
Barry: Nah. I pre-oiled my body. I don't want the honeys seeing me ungreased, but I also gotta be ready to pop this top off at a moment's notice.
Adam: I don't know, Bar. I think you might be still getting over Ren, and maybe you shouldn't hang all your self-worth on a random boat gal.
Barry: Opposite. Who I stroll the lido deck with literally means everything. Everything.