Melody farting in a tuba kept her occupied since she was taking control of another body with the smelly overalls having stains on them from her smearing sharts that were as ghoulish as her. "Oh dear! I sure hope there isn't a soul in here that happens to have a nose because even the bathroom has a better scent than I doo-doo right now!"
Eventually enough time went by and the always flatulent ghost girl decided to spread her methane melody elsewhere; indeed did the pooting Pianissima proceeded to go through the hallways with her bassy toots filling the hallway with brassy sounds and sulfuric sewer smells.
"What a stink!" Melody said upon pretending to hold her nose with a smirk on her face upon feeling her dress be lifted occasionally by her ghastly gas. "I sure can make a lot of people who catch a whiff think!"