"This coffee is delicious!" Rover laughed while drinking up, proceeding to burp loudly. "Do you have anymore?"
"I do but I would suggest you leave it for the others." Brewster calmly said while placing away some cups. "The people here always appreciate their coffee being handled slowly."
"Huh I guess so." Rover thought when he jumped from hearing a huge blast. "Eep; what was that?"
"Sorry..." Isabelle apologized from her wet farts, fanning the air while trying to drink her cup in an embarrassed state. "...Sometimes the liquid does things to me whenever I have way too many fruit."
Brewster adjusted his glasses. "It's all right; we all have cases of our bodies not agreeing with us."
Rover and Isabelle glanced at each other for they then saw Brewster leave to go get some pigeon milk.