"Yes!" Kenzi punched the air, and then said, "Okay. The ballpit on the Sixth Floor. Annnd the butter-art installation. And some in the trees? I'm going to grab a few boxes and talk to someone in a pedi-cab so I can take them around. Anywhere, really! Make it look good." She cocked her head. "Meet me at the Causeway, we can put some there!"