Cynthia let out a huge fart while she was enjoying ice cream on the bench; she laughed while she kept on eating despite the sulfur stink of her flatulence. "Ooh at this really ripe!"
"Wow you certainly are making methane!" Iris complimented since she was nearby letting loose in her regular clothing since she was getting her champion dress fixed up. "What brings you out here on such a fine day?"
"Oh you know; going across the region." Cynthia responded upon lifting her right leg and smirking after feeling her poot puff up her smelly pants. "And sharing my gas wherever I go."