Have you ever been in a crowded room where someone passed gas but wouldn’t admit it? In my experience, the offender is quite often either the one who makes the scene or the one who avoids eye contact and tries not to draw attention.
I was laying on the couch the other day when one of the dogs let one rip.
With a wrinkled nose I asked, “Indie, Lola, that stinks! Which one of you did that?”
Indie wagged her tail.
Lola gave me this look.