"Love you too Magnu," she says, then watches as he drops the balloon to the ground. Yep, Sunny thinks, that's probably what jello would do if you dropped it from up here. Gross. Absolutely gross.

She laughs a little at it.

"My turn," she says, selecting a balloon, shoving it through the metal bars of the guard rail, and letting go as she announces, "It mashed potato."