Winding your way through the fun house you eventually spot an exit sign that appears to have burned out a long time ago, clearly nobody here cares much for maintenance. You push on the door that it marks, and find its rusty hinges eventually allow it to creak slowly open, depositing you in an alley between two of the midway attractions.
At the end of the alley you can see the crowd of endless boys running around and acting like idiots. The world seems to have a never ending supply of them, and from your new point of view this place seems to provide a much needed public service. You scratch you butt remembering the feeling of it turning to smooth rubber and the tail growing out of you, and then you change your mind a little then. Maybe this place could go about providing that service in a less horrific way.
As far as you know, for now at least, your work is done and you are free to do what you like. It is only a quick walk down to the edge of the beach where Jack awaits you grinning happily to see that you are now out of balloons, and probably also happy to see that you are still entirely human.
"Good to see you." He says still smiling. "Still half dressed and this time free of balloons, and balloon parts." He smirks as he glances behind you in a mocking gesture to check if you have a tail.
"So" you say as you cross you arms and give him a stern look "what's this I hear about the behind the scenes tour? I have seen enough of the front of the scenes already to know this place is nuts, there must be something pretty cool the average dumbass doesnt get to see?" You say, and as if to punctuate your question a loud crash erupts behind you as a group of loud and rowdy kids topples a snack cart oblivious to their own donkey-like braying laughter.
"Oh yeah. Tons to see. Where should we start..." Jack looks pensive.