There were a couple of things about the Second Floor that made Pinball happy.  The first being, that it was his favorite type weather. Rainy, and when it wasn't raining it was probably cloudy? Yes, please. The second thing that came to mind was The High Fields of Crossing. Unguarded Safe Zone? Hell yeah. Covered in fluffy grass and bright, colorful flowers? Hell yeah. Plus, because it was a Safe Zone, Pinball could safely take a nap. He was used to plopping down and sleeping wherever he fell,