Randy and a film crew ambush her while she's singing in a bistro. He gives her an audition ticket.
Ah--but she still has to audition formally for the judges. She's okay. Not great.
Nicki:I think we've heard this before, Jessica.
Mariah:I felt for you so bad. Maybe the next year or the year after.
Keith: I love that you write, play guitar and sing. It's so close to a yes for me.
Mariah: I'm going to say no, but don't give up.
>>Keith: I love that you write, play guitar and sing. It’s so close to a yes for me.<<
“Would you like to become almost pregnant by me?”
Instead of saying you look bueatyfull as a kiss of death, thay say there is always next year.