Charon was meditating when she heard the nervous sound of someone trying to pass gas quietly. She wandered over to the locker room door and yanked it open, she stared at the ugly little woman standing there with a mic held nervously in her hand.

"Who the hell are you? What do you want? Do you really have to stand there and FART outside my locker room? Can't you go somewhere else and do that?"

She stood there and stared at the woman while she tried to compose herself with a stupid fake smile.