Harmony casually fanned away her pretty sloppy farting while she was casually going through the city of Splatsville taking a breather from being warm inside the stinky Hotlantis shop that was being cleared out of her amoeba methane since she left quite the wet mess within there. "I guess I really do have the case of the Splatoots or whatever they call farts here... these new pants are already ruined by my brap blaster too. Guess I should just stick to those smeared shorts I end up keep staining or whatever."