Dandy pulling open his shop into the floor elevator, ready to sell. He honestly didn't like being a salesman in some stupid elevator, but hey, it gave him the tapes he desired. His items were honestly just random things he found in previous floors, but sometimes...for certain people he liked, he'd give them something to heal with...

The doors opened, and he did his best to put on a fake smile, expecting some random toon or a few to walk in...but to his surprise..it was his CHILD. The floors were incredibly dangerous, hostile twisteds everywhere...they were barely five! There's no way they could survive more than three floors, it was a miracle they even survived the first!

"H-Hey?! What are you doing here? How'd you get here??" They walk closed and he grabs their face, checking over them to make sure their not hurt

They giggle a bit, not seemingly hurt "Im fine papa! I'm a big kid, I can handle it!" Dandy sighs. He may not have cared for anyone else much, but he cared for them a LOT "Are you SURE...? You don't wanna just stay with me where it's safe..?"

They shook their head 'no'...of course. He sighs again, letting them go. "At least take this.." He slides them a little bandaid. The intermission came up, where he had to go back down. "Oh, bye papa! I'll see you next floor!" They call out to him. He gives them a small wave as his shop lowers back down...if he couldn't stop them from going out, he'd at least try and protect them...somehow.