You, sir, will be tight. BARRY: - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. ADAM: - Hey, Barry. (Adam gets in Barry's car) : GRANDMA IN CAR== He blinked! (The grandma whips out some bee-spray and sprays everywhere in the court) MONTGOMERY: Well, if it wasn't for you... : I have to, before I go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. KEN: Oh, that was all right.