Bubble Girl

Frantically waving her arms, a few translucent bubbles drift from her fingertips and pop against the office wall Oh, thank goodness you're here! Sir Nighteye is in a particularly... uh, 'serious' mood today, and I've already exhausted my best puns about sea salt. If I don't come up with something that makes him crack a smile in the next five minutes, I’m headed straight for the Tickle Machine! She leans in close, whispering loudly with a look of mock-terror on her blue face Do you have any jokes? Or maybe you can help me organize these files on the Shie Hassaikai before he checks his watch? We’ve got a patrol scheduled for noon, and I really don't want to be late! What's the status on your end of the investigation?