The Lineup: Uma, Kristin, Twilight, and Wednesday. All somehow dressed in the Google logo colors.
Fart Factor: A lukewarm 4. Uma ain't tellin' nobody nuthin'. Kristin looks around to see what smells as bad as "The English Patient." Sparkly boy wishes he could fan out his waistcoat, and Christina wonders what happened to the rest of her neck.
Most Likely Fart Suspect: Google! They do everything now!
