"You know what I like?" Clover asked Alex and Sam while all three spies were walking together, all of their stomachs grumbling in unison for they were letting out silent but deadly methane to not get themselves caught.
The other girls glanced at each other, then turned to Sam, all them now being in an abandoned bakery. "What, Clover?"
"...PIE!" Clover exclaimed because she grabbed some pumpkin pie and shoved it into the girls' faces, a loud fart suddenly popping out of her and echoing.
Sam growled and licked the pie, growling with her clenching her hands. "You like that, huh...?" She grabbed a nearby chocolate pie, placing it near her butt as she farted a pants pooping poot into it, before slamming it into Clover's face. "Well have some on the house!"
"Yo, I like to pie her too!" Alex exclaimed since she smashed a strawberry pie on Clover's butt, before farting a brassy tuba toot directly in her face.
"Hey now!" Clover stated whilst she farted the strawberry off of her red tight suit, dusting off her flatulent butt cheeks. "I'm an all star! Can't we just get along?"
Sam and Alex simply laughed as the gassy girls kept pieing Clover, with all three farting deep pitched bassy gas blasts inside the bakery, stinking up the entire place while their sweat drenched suits were filling up the back like creamy pies themselves from the excessive farts that transitioned into sharts.
Back at his headquarters, Jerry sighed: casually having a slice of cherry pie; wondering what the three girls were up to as he sighed, stretching his arms out, just for you.
"I do wonder what's taking those girls so long. It's not like them to goof around," Jerry mumbled to himself while allowing the pie's succulent taste to settle into his mouth. "...most of the time."