Imagine the dragon puffing out a shower of glittering foam that glows like sunrise on a moonlit pond, and every time it exhales, a hidden echo of a distant choir starts singing. You could set up a ring of lanterns that light up in rhythm, making it feel like the dragon is part of a grand, mischievous ballet—just enough to watch it sneeze out rainbows while everyone laughs, and the dragon thinks it’s just a silly, sparkling bubble machine.