Melody and Cynthia farted for they kept on shopping and were looking around for the instrumental piece for the piano, with Pianissima pouting while pooting since she was starting to get impatient with this kind of task. "This is taking a bit longer than I thought. I just wanted to linger around like our flatulence, not be forced to go through these sorts of things where I'm getting exhausted."
"Yeah... maybe our farts are making time go by a bit longer than expected." Cynthia thought with her thinking while she rested her arms on each other.
"Should we split up and come back until we find it?"
"Perhaps that might be for the best."