Toadette farted as she blushed, laughing as she began rapidly fanning the air with her right hand as she realized how rotten her brassy fart smelled, with it stinking up her pink tight jeans. "Peeyew! Excuse me for that ripe one! Whoo!"
"Hey now! You're really stinking it up!" Princess Daisy laughed as she let out two bassier farts, bending over with both of her hands on her gas passing fat ass, also wearing tight jeans that, despite being colored orange, had large brown stains on them. "But you gotta try harder than that if you wanna bake brownies like me!"
"Oh, it's so on, girlfriend!" Toadette eagerly exclaimed, with her and Daisy pooping their pants happily as they farted their best butt blasts of gas, stinking up the elevator like there was no tomorrow.
Outside the elevator, Birdo was wondering where her two best friends could be, bumping into Dry Bowser, who was holding some blueprints in his boney hands as he was dressed like a construction worker.
"Oh, where could they be!?" Pouted the ever so worried Birdo as she placed her hands on her scaly pink hips, facing Dry Bowser. "Surely you would know where Toadette is, given your hidden sense for her!"
"Well..." Dry Bowser remarked with a casual shrug as he merely shrugged, shaking his skeletal head. "I wouldn't have the faintest sense for the kid. She does have a life beyond me."
"...you're hopeless." Birdo sighed in disappointment as she turned around and accidentally slipped on a puddle, causing her to fall back onto Dry Bowser, which broke him into a pile of bones, neither aware that Toadette was farting it off with Daisy. All while taking place in a stuck elevator somewhere within the many constructed depths of New York City, most likely within the concrete jungle of Manhattan.