Waluigi whistled to himself as Vivian was back at his taco stand. He sighed, placing his right hand on his right cheek. "What do you want now, miss? Can't you see I don't have any sweets?"
Vivian smiled as she held her hands together, innocently bending forward as she leaned over the green counter. "Actually, me and Goombella wanted to have a farting contest, so I need to have as much spicy fuel in my body as possible!"
"Farting contest? You?" Waluigi gawked as he rubbed the back of his head with his right hand, blinking. "Wouldn't you blow up in flames?"
Vivian giggled as she waved her right hand at Waluigi. "Oh, not at all! I'm a ghost who's able to use fire, not a complete fiery soul!"
Waluigi eyed Vivian oddly as he handed her a bunch of tacos, motioning his left hand. "Right... kindly do your wind breaking elsewhere. I already get too much of it from Daisy and Toadette."
As Vivian gladly accepted the tacos while paying Waluigi some green dollar bills, her stomach gurgled a bit, with Waluigi glancing down in shock. Vivian farted accidentally, letting out a cute little poot as she giggled, blushing.
"Excuse me!" She pardoned herself as she headed northward with the plate of tacos in both of her hands, letting out a squeaky toot again as she kept on giggling.
Waluigi shook his head in disgust as he folded his arms. "Blech... why is it that the girls of this franchise are so gassy...?" He muttered to himself.