"How do you like the stink?" Melody said to the humanoid sea being since both of them were farting in the Hotlantis store of which the gassy ghost girl got attracted to by virtue of hearing about a particular musical methane maker. "It certainly has the brown notes don't ya think!"
"...I guess so yeah." Harmony said upon casually enjoying her trombone toots going right through her. "Are you like trying to have better stinkers than me-"
Melody laughed while she started fanning her tuba poots that were causing everything in the store to start falling down from their places. "Yes you could certainly say that!"