1 would think that something like the Coconut Mall would be easy for a security guard lady to go through but alas all Vanessa had in mind was just how gassy she could be since she was still letting loose quite the embarrassing flatulence that was going all throughout the tropical race course; indeed it was to the point that the racers zipping by were getting sick from picking up the rotten eggy scent of her farting that was echoing through the place. "Damn it; this place is just as bad like the Pizzaplex! Why did I bother to take the offer to check out this fruity nightmare again...?"