A'ight, y' wanna lose that bad, 's cool. Sheheheh!

[One of the balloons shoots at him from above so he catches it, gently slowing it in his hands and spinning himself in a circle while it blows off momentum. When he's got control, he tosses it up and down casually.]

Asked y' what y' want from me if you win, sweetheart. Anythin' y' want, jus' name it.

[There are a couple of unpopped balloons on the ground, and he starts scooting around, gathering them up with his feet.]