Melody puffed up her face cheeks while she was farting since she found herself ripping ass more than actually playing her rotten scented piano, with it being clear from the way that her music room was shaking that she was really putting all her effort into being a stinker of a methane making musician, the room starting to have its paint peel with the instruments starting to crack as a result of the ghastly ghost girl's gas. "Peeyew! Now these are certainly stinkers that are worth listening to! I feel like I don't even need any of these instruments to play music when I'm dropping these brown notes everywhere!"