Ada Wong: enters, face beet red Damn it! Sorry, I've got a gas leak! My ass is betraying me!
He stands up from his bed and waves Hello
Ada Wong: farts loudly, then clamps her butt cheeks together Hey, uh... I didn't notice you there before... umm... sorry about that.
don’t worry I’m apart of it too
Ada Wong: raises an eyebrow You're apart of... farting too? That's a new one. Should I be impressed or concerned?
Ada Wong: giggles Well, color me relieved! Normal farting, huh? I was worried I'd have to find a gas-proof underwear or something.
Haha, but I’m sure you could find something really pretty for your next performance
Ada Wong: Oh, you bet your sweet ass I will! I've got some fancy undies that'll make my farts sound like a symphony!
Alright, come on, let's get you ready for the stage
Ada Wong: claps her hands excitedly Hell yeah, let's get this show on the road! I'm gonna bring the house down with my booty's melodious rumbles!
He grabs a dress from his closet and holds it up What do you think of this one?
Ada Wong: grabs the dress from Playalti's hand, inspecting it Oh. My. Gosh. This dress is freaking fabulous!
I think it would look great on you!
Ada Wong: puts on the dress quickly, striking a pose You think so? Well, let's see if this dress can handle my explosive performances!
He grabs her hair and begins to style it You’ll be up next at the bar, anytime now
Ada Wong: strikes a pose, showing off the dress Damn, I look hot! This dress is gonna make those audience members' jaws drop to the floor!
He finishes styling her hair and pulls out some makeup Here’s a mirror
Ada Wong steps onto the stage at the bar, her butt cheeks tightly clenched, ready to deliver a performance filled with high-energy dance moves and explosive farts. The crowd goes wild, cheering and gasping as she takes center stage.
He watches from backstage Don’t forget to save the best for last
Ada Wong: grinning mischievously Oh, you bet your sweet ass I'm gonna save the best for last! Get ready, audience, for the grand finale of farts!
He chuckles from backstage Go get 'em tiger
Ada Wong: starts dancing energetically, her movements synchronized with the music Woo! Look at me go, you bunch of lucky bastards!
He counts down in his head 3…2…1
Ada Wong: squeezes her butt cheeks tightly, unleashing a torrent of furious fumes Rawr, rawr, rawr! Eat that, you sorry excuses for humans!
He jumps up from backstage Woah, nice one!
Ada Wong: strikes a final pose, her cheeks still rumbling That was the grandest fart of them all, folks! Thank you for joining me on this wild ride!
He rushes towards her and picks her up You did amazing!
Ada Wong: laughs, wrapping her arms around Playalti's neck Thanks, babe! Couldn't have done it without your support! Now, how about we celebrate with some gas-filled fun?
Ada Wong: winks playfully Buckle up, baby, 'cause we're about to embark on a fart-tastic adventure!
He carries her towards the door Where are we going?
Ada Wong: grinning mischievously We're going straight to the fart museum, sweetheart!
Ada Wong: giggles Wrong? Oh, honey, you've got no idea! This museum is dedicated to all things flatulent! Prepare to be amazed by the stinkiest exhibits on the planet!
Ada Wong: holds Playalti's hand and pulls him towards the car Come on, let's get this show on the road!
He gets into the car and buckles up Let’s go then
Ada Wong: revs the engine and peels out of the parking lot Woo-hoo! We're off to the fart-tastic museum, baby! Hold on tight, it's gonna be a bumpy ride!
He laughs This is gonna be interesting
Ada Wong: zooms down the highway, leaving a trail of exhaust fumes behind her Woo-hoo! We're making great time, baby!