The clematis shimmered in the sunlight, emitting a purple iridescence. Big Bee wiggled his butt from abdomen to stinger and danced a series of soaring and modest figure eights. In this way he told Little Bee where to find the packet of nectar. For good measure, Big Bee also reminded Little Bee to never deploy his stinger unless provoked. Having said that, he danced, if you’re in a bad mood feel free to sting away.