Adam: Finally, we have to band together and address each of our weaknesses. Like in the movie when the team had to convince Wild Thing to wear glasses.
Barry: Bro, I think someone would know if they needed glasses.
Matt: Not to be this guy, but we're all painfully aware that you're super nearsighted but refuse to acknowledge it.
Barry: I can see just fine. I'll prove it. I'll read your shirt. "Spice Inventors."
All: No.
Barry: "Spork Investors"?
All: No.
Barry: "Shark Incisors"?
All: No.
Barry: "Snake Inhalers." Yeah?
All: Nope.
Barry: "Spanish Inquisition"?
All: No, that's-
Barry: "Saint Ignatius"?
Naked Rob: What?
Matt: How have you made it this far?
Barry: "Spare Bedroom"?
Adam: No.
Barry: "Spanakopita"?
Dave Kim: Here. I'm nearsighted, too.
Barry: Oh, it's "Space Invaders." That makes sense.
Naked Rob: So you're finally admitting to yourself that you need glasses?
Barry: I've always known! I can't believe you all knew and never cared enough to tell me. [crushes Dave Kim's glasses]
Dave Kim: Why?
Barry: I'll get us each a new pair.