Melody was practicing her tennis skills of which she used her farting to make the fuzzy green tennis balls not go by that fast since she was making use of her sporting. "These balls wish they could hit me but not only am I a ghost but I can have my farts alter the physics of these things!"
Evidentially the ghastly girl had quite enough practice with her tennis game and decided to leave the court since she kept on lingering around the place like her flatulence for she was going around the area while she watched the other ghosts attempt their barely visible hands at playing the game with a smirk on her face.
"It's good to see these other poltergeists are attempting their prowess at this too." Melody said with her twirling around her tennis racket to fan her rumbling rump since she got a good whiff of how potent her flatulence was. "Too bad that they aren't a match for me or my pretty powerful pooter!"