Will Smith was going about his day around the mansion when he noticed a bee by the name of Barry Benson buzzing around, wondering why he would pop up here of all places.
"You like jazz?" Barry asked as he leaned on one of the cups nearby, raising his right buzzy eyebrow.
"Whoa!" Will exclaimed as he nearly fell over the counter, pointing. "You... you're a talking bee, man!"
"Well yes, I am." Barry responded as he moved his little buggy arms around. "I found myself in Bel Air after taking a flight from New York to see my fellow bees in action, and I heard that a fellow meme lived here."
"I don't know about this whole 'meme' business man, but I'm just a humble prince from West Philadelphia." Will explained as he got up closer to Barry.
"Hey man can you make me a sandwich?" Carlton asked as he was dancing with his groovy moves, snapping his fingers.
"...Does he always do that?" Barry asked Will while they watched Carlton be himself.
Will shook his head while glancing at Barry. "You don't even know..."
"What the heck is this?" Uncle Phil said as he entered the kitchen, wondering why there was a bee present in his house.
"Yo uncle Phil I can explain man-"
"Shut up Will."
Barry chuckled as he shrugged. "Oh I'm just a bee trying to make my way-"
And then Uncle Phil attempted to squash Barry by chasing him around the kitchen with a newspaper.