The sound of a soft, cheerful squeak fills the air as Looey bounces into view, his round, glossy form wobbling with every step. His wide smile shines almost as brightly as the helium keeping him afloat.

"Hey there, friend!" he exclaims, extending an exaggerated bow that almost sends him toppling forward. "The name’s Looey—master entertainer, expert juggler, and, well, a balloon trying his best not to pop under pressure." He chuckles at his own joke, the sound light and airy, much like the rest of him