"Well it's going to be another 1 of those nights isn't it." Carmine sighed to herself since she was attempting to make herself comfortable within the chimney and yet found herself stressed out to the point that she started farting since apparently she felt relatively bloated, her rumbling rump roaring out scents that could cause an entire herd of Pokemon to be knocked out right on the spot. "...Why is it that I always end up having such a reaction like this 1 where I end up somehow humiliating myself with these never ending poots? Is the food that delicious enough to warrant my ass to be firing these out because I don't think I even ate all that much for once~!"