It's been a nice quiet night somewhere in Galar, and the ghost themed trainers were just enjoying their time together... then Alister let out a big fart that caused his ask to fall off.
"Eep!" Allister panicked while hastily putting his mask back on his face. "P-please don't look... I hope you didn't feel that."
Acerola blinked and then began laughing. "You have nothing to fear! I do that all the time whenever I get the urge."
Allister lowered his mask while his eyes widened. "Y-you do?"
"You sure bet I can!" Acerola flaunted while leaning forward and blasting out a bigger fart, wiggling her hips while sticking out her tongue. "See? It's all cool here!"
Allister smiled for he now felt better about his ghostly gas blast, with both him and her proceeding to share in their stinky synchronization.