Queen Bee probably wants to do her pheromone thing on Adom, but, you know, with the whole "empowered by ancient gods" thing it probably won't work.
Queen Bee: *sitting under a heat lamp and fanning herself toward Adom to try and maximize the pheromone power* Greetings, oh Mighty One. I am
sooo sorry of this misunderstanding.
Adom: ...
Queen Bee: Ehehe... not working?
Adom: First of all, I am empowered by the Gods themselves. Second, my heart belongs only to my long-dead wife, who's beauty a witch like yourself could never dream to possess.
Queen Bee: Figures, the "most men" part apparently means "unmarried".
Adom: Thirdly, you are an idiotic, treacherous, and foul-smelling despot. I would sooner vomit my guts out than obey you and I'd sooner kill you with my bare hands than do that. Fourthly... what did you call it?
Paul:
"Bat Anti-Pheromone Spray.
" it's a spray that neutralizes pheromones.
Diana: It smells like Old Spice.
Adom: Yes, that stuff. It has rendered your pheromone laced body odor quite ineffective. So let's get with the truth lassoing.
Queen Bee:
Gah! Deodorant! One my numerous logical weaknesses! Right after telephones and nose plugs. And after all the trouble I went through to outlaw the stuff...
Bodyguard: *cough* Please depose her. *wheeze*
Queen Bee: Grrr...