Elena's plan had worked as intended. A bubble had formed in the crowd and now there was a clear line of sight to the stage. Better yet, conversation and cheering had died down as many people attempted to flee from her trubbish's reeking musk. Perhaps Elena had become too accustom to the smell, since others seemed so repulsed they turned tail and ran. Her new friend did not seem nearly as offended, even complimenting her sagely intelligence for this maneuver. 

The drag queen on stage seemed far less impressed, however. Even as the song playing over the speakers continued the voice of the preformer barked out at her from on stage. Elena nearly jumped out of her skin when she realized she had disrupted a competition. By the looks of it nearly half the crowd had moved on thanks to her shenanigans.
"O-oh I'm so sorry" she called out nervously, fumbling with her pokeball to try to retrieve her smelly trash goblin.
"I'll keep him in his pokeball, I promise sir, I mean, ma'am!" She added as she finally clutched the device in her hand and pressed the button in the center. A beam of red light jet forth and sucked the trash monster back in. It's smell slowly dissipated soon after.

Letting out a sigh of releif as she had rectified her situation she turned back to Oliver who had taken to defending her. She waved her hands in front of him, trying to dismiss any sort of conflict that might arise from the two men bickering over her Pokemon.
"Hey, hey it's alright, really. Oscar and I don't mind!"

Oliver did not get to react to her quiet yet, as the moment her sentence ended a new figure pushed past him and Elena quickly moved out of their way as this new man trudged toward the stage. Looking over to where this stranger was going, Elena saw that the adorable pink Pokemon had now begun to fight with the growlithe who had begun barking at the stage. Dread filled her as she realized this situation was not about to get any calmer. Just her luck, as per usual.