Lammy had her hands on her growling stomach while she farted among walking through the sunny Delfino Plaza. "How is it that you're all able to get new clothing after you mess up the ones you're wearing?"
"Good question!" Meloetta pinpointed upon playing the triangle to have a high pitched sound go with her deep bass dropping farts. "Guess it's because we make money off our flatulence!"
"...you can do that?" Lammy gasped with her eyes widening in shock.
Toadette sung to her heart's content upon doing it to the beat of her fungi farts. "Oh yes absolutely!"
"Can't believe nobody told her this...!" Lammy admitted with her being in a state of shock since her body kept producing more toot tunes to be expelled out. "...I was a musical methane maker this whole time!"