Cynthia was farting since she stuffed herself with all sorts of poffins: this of course got her odd glances from everyone in the Pokemon Amity Square. "What? Even champions get bad gas like this."
"Yeah but I wouldn't expect someone of high class like you to be like this." A Lass said in disbelief.
A cowgirl looked on in awe while feeling a muffled fart emerge out of her. "Wow... you're doing this with such calm demeanor!"
"Eventually you learn to stop caring what people judge you with." Cynthia explained while casually fanning her loud reeking odor emitting from her dump truck. "After all you shouldn't let the stress get to you."