You look around briefly, still unable to see anyone who could have said anything. Glancing at the old lady, you whisper "who said that?" as loud as you thought you could get away with. Much to your surprise, you get a response almost immediately, much to your surprise.
"Down here, I'm right below you."
Confused at how you'd be unable to see someone apparently so close, you look down again, paying extra care to look at your surroundings, finding nothing but an assortment of litter, ground up cigarettes, weeds poking out of a gap in the pavement, a-
"Hi."
You pause. "Is a weed talking to me, or am I high?"
"A weed? Good heavens, no! I'm on the weed!"
You lean inward, closer and closer until you see some sort of insect perched on the weed as it had said. If a talking insect had been weird enough, it was also in a suit with a top hat, wearing a badge with writing far too small for you to read clearly. "So what, I'm talking to a beetle with some fashion sense instead. I didn't think I could have gotten high without smoking something."
"I'm not a figment of your imagination!" the bug began, "and I'm a cricket, not a beetle! The name's Jiminy Cricket, and you can think of me as your conscience, since clearly yours isn't working properly young man!"
"Jiminy Cricket eh?" you chuckle, "What is this, a joke? You're not real, you're from that Disney movie! Why would...Oh, I get it; pleasure island! Haha, to think they'd get an animatronic model of you as if it was the actual place from the movie, now that's some dedication! And besides, you're Pinnochio's conscience because he didn't have one, why would a real boy like me need a fake conscience like you anyway?"
Jiminy sighed and murmured under his breath. "I thought so too, but it turns out boys these days might as well not have a conscience, and the blue fairy requested...You know what, never mind! Regardless, you should speak to the old lady rather than sneaking in like a criminal. Or better yet, get off this island completely! You know the movie, you know what will happen!"
"Yeah, but that's a movie, DUH. It couldn't possibly happen in real life, so why should I care?"
Despite all your bravado and disbelief, you are pretty impressed by how realistic this Jiminy is, responding to everything directly, and why would any animatronic encourage someone to leave the park that it was meant to promote?