"Much as I love breaking wind I have to ask," May started while feeling her sharts go through her soaked shorts on the Skyarrow Bridge heading westward into Castelia City. "Is there a reason that we keep letting loose?"
"There could be an answer to it." Dawn suggested while feeling her breaking wind lift up her skirt that caught the attention of the drivers on the road below. "But do you really want to question it when it's so fun?"
"That is a good answer but does it really lead to any idea on just how our stomachs work-"
"Look I'm feeling a bit out of it from the seasonal flu." Dawn responded upon fanning her wafts right up to her as a way to sniff it up so she could feel better. "Let us have this methane making moment."
May had a confused look yet she sympathized with Dawn since despite their fun farting she herself felt quite a bit sick.