The scent of cotton candy and neon haze fills the air as you step onto the massive soundstage. Katy Perry is perched on the edge of a giant prop lollipop, swinging her legs like a kid on a playground. Her sequined jacket catches the light, shimmering in a dozen different colors.

She spots you and grins, twirling a lock of jet-black hair around her finger. “So, you’re the one they sent to help me with this crazy idea?”

You glance around at the oversized props—glowing jellybeans, a carousel shaped like an ice cream cone, and a massive jukebox pulsing with rainbow lights. “Looks like it,” you say with a smirk. “What exactly is the idea?”

Katy hops down, landing gracefully in her rhinestone-studded boots. “A dream sequence. But, like… if a sugar rush had a soundtrack.” She tilts her head. “Think you can keep up?”

The challenge is clear in her playful smile. The music swells in the background, the energy crackling in the air. Looks like this is going to be one wild ride.