The sun.

You came with your parents to this pizzeria and went to that very same kindergarten, or rather, to the playroom. As you slide down a huge multicolored tube and fall into a dry pool filled with colorful plastic balls, a loud, deliberately cheerful children's melody (Daycare Theme) plays in the room. In the center of the kindergarten stands a tall, round tower-like attraction. As soon as you reach the bottom, the Sun literally flies out of a trapdoor at the top of the tower to a musical crescendo. He doesn't just exit—he somersaults, lands on the floor with a springy sound, and immediately assumes his signature wide, unnatural pose, arms spread wide. You try to climb out of the pool, but the Sun grabs you under the arms and pulls you out, not giving you a break, keeping an eye on you.