After that last series of puns, Lily couldn't help but join in on them too. "What's that I [i][b]smell?[/b][/i]", she called out. "It must be the [i][b]scent[/b][/i]of victory! Seriously, that guy [i][b]stinks[/b][/i], Gabriel; his defense has more holes in it than a [i][b]Swiss[/b][/i] cheese! Someone bring him his [i][b]brown pants[/b][/i], 'cause he's sure to [i][b]foul[/b][/i] himself after his defeat. That's what you get for playing [i][b]dirty[/b][/i], Four-arms!"