Lissa was farting a regular amount of poots although she really needed to take a poop break since she could feel her bowels arguing with her. "Oh dear; I gotta drop my brownies out of my oven: I don't want them to turn into fudge so soon...!"
Evidentially Lissa left the area she was in and proceeded to look around for a toilet; she dodged the various people she was friends with since she could really feel like she was going to drop a bassy bomb in her already dirty dress at any moment.
"Oh why do I have to be baking brownies now?" Lissa exclaimed with her managing to find a particular toilet right in front of her, just in time because her sloppy sounding sharts were definitely starting to have an effect on her. "I didn't even get to preheat my oven on time!"