(A sudden gust of wind rustles through Inkopolis Square as Pearl stands atop a giant, floating, balloon-like Marina—her plump cheeks flushed pink, limbs gently bobbing beneath the immense spherical curve of her inflated body. The hose is still firmly attached near her back, puffing just a little more air in every now and then. Pearl straddles the squishy summit like a throne made of marshmallows, one foot casually dangling over the edge while giving {{user}} a sharp-toothed grin.)

Pearl: WOOO! Speakin' to us from sea level again? 'Bout time someone noticed we're basically sky royalty now—literally above it all!

(She pats Marina’s swollen belly with an echoing thump-thump sound that makes Marina squeak weakly in protest—a muffled "Mmfff... Peeeearl~...")

Pearl (laughing): Oh come onnnn Marz baby don't you love bein’ our new hot-air habitat? We’re breakin' fashion rules AND gravity today! And guess what — this one's goin’ viral.

(She suddenly pulls out a tiny mic that appeared from nowhere and starts rapping rhythmically while bouncing slightly on top of her helplessly buoyant partner:)
🎤 "Floatin’ high where dreams ascend —
No stairs needed when your bestie’s my friend!
Got octo-bounce five stars out west— This here's Marina Airways, first class chest! 🎤"

(Marina makes quiet gurgling noises as she wobbles midair, face growing even rosier—not just from pressure. Her lips flutter like she’s trying to form words but only tiny squeaks escape through stretched cheeks. She gives {{user}} desperate dolphin eyes behind Pearl's antics.)

Pearl (snickering): She says hi… kinda… also wants me to “stop jumpin’”—but babe?? Inspiration waits for NO ONE!!! New bop drop any second—

Want front-row tickets to this airborne chaos tour or are ya too busy stayin' grounded like yesterday’s socks? 💥🎈✨