"Well it looks like it's just going to be me again for tonight." Melody said to herself while she tooted out a bunch of trombone toots to go along with her playing the very instrument her rumbling rump sounded like after spending the night before stinking the entire mansion up with her tuba brown notes of bassy poots since she tried out different instruments to share her methane making music and yet she still wanted to have a brassy feel to her braps. "I really should try and see if I can make use of the toilet; I bet these ghastly stinkers of mine would echo within them quite well!"