Numinous Nods

"Why do we even float into meetings?" asked the Flibber di Flobber, defying gravity with moist coiffure. "Because sitting is just a leap in slow motion," replied the Blip Blop, inspecting its non-existent wristwatch.

"I just need to remember where I left my bottom half," pondered the Poolinator, its upper half conversation-floated listlessly amidst clouds of absurdity. "Just check the toolbox; it's probably hiding from optimism," suggested Glorp with a twinkling grin.

"Last night, I tasted a rainbow," mused Splot. "Did you know they paired excellently with the whispers of starlings?" "Well, you've got to watch out for indigestion types. It can lead to a cavalcade of confusion," levitated Zangle Snorb, slightly bemused.