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"Welcome back." -Hess whispers to the camera as she creeps down a corridor and peeks round the edge- "It would appear that Lieutenant doesn't want to be interviewed." -she says and grins evilly- "Come on." -she says and runs full pelt down the next corridor and sticks her head round the next- "Gotcha." -she says and rounds the corner-
"Malcolm!" -she calls happily, he looks around but there's nowhere to hide, and so settles for glaring at her-
"Go away Hess." -he growls-
"Don't you want to say hello to all the viewers at home?"
"Hi." -he smiles at the camera- "I apologise if I seem rude, but she has been following me round for the past fifteen minutes."
"They don't mind. So sir, anything you can tell us about what you're doing this evening?" -she asks-
"I'd rather not."
"Seems to be a pattern. Okay how about who you've put your money on for tonight?"
"Apart from myself? Sure, I think Commander Tucker might do quite well, get a few votes, maybe not for his singing though . . . And Sub-Commander T'Pol is definitely someone to watch."
"Really? The Sub-Commander appears to be the hot tip for this evening. Thank you sir." -she says and turns to the camera- "Back to me in the studio!"
camera cuts to Hess in the studio
"So now we know who the crew thinks is in for a chance, lets meet the people who'll be giving us their opinion later. We've met Admiral Forrest and Ambassador Soval now lets meet our third and final judge . . . everyone put your hands together for . . . COMMANDER SHRAN!" - crowd cheers as Shran walks onto the stage and towards the judges table, sneering at Soval -
"Okay it's time for what you've all been waiting for, our first contestant, give it up for . . . ENSIGN HOSHI SATO!" -the crowd scream and cheers as Hoshi makes her way onto the stage, smiling nervously, but waving to everyone as well. Hess beckons her over to the side of the stage where she's standing-
"Hi Hoshi, how are you feeling?"
"Nervous." - she smiles - "But excited."
"Okay honey, I won't keep you any longer then." - she says, and Hoshi walks up onto the stage - "With no further ado, here's Hoshi Sato singing for your vote!"
- music swells -
"I think I'm gonna need some therapy
Oh babe I hope you got a PHD
Won't you lay me on the leather couch?
I got a lot I need to talk about
I think I'm crazy
Think I'm stupid
Must have lost my mind
Wonderin' what I'm thinking
Lovin' you cos' boy if you were mine
I'd really go insane
You'd be my favourite thing
I go ballistic yeah your making me a crazy chick
You drivin' me
To insanity
All the things you do
You make me come anew
I just can't help myself
I need professional help, help
(I need professional help)
You drivin' me
To insanity
All the things you do
You make me come anew
I just can't help myself
I need professional help (I need), help!"
- crowd cheers and screams -
"Well it seems that the audience liked it!" - Hess shouts over even louder cheers - "Lets see what the judges thought. Come down here Hoshi." -Hess holds out her hand and they walk and stand in front of the judges - "Admiral?"
"Excellent, I think she was absolutely excellent." - Forrest says smiling, Hoshi grins thankfully -
"Ambassador Soval, your thoughts?"
"It was excessively loud." - crowd boos - "And the lyrics were illogical." - Hess laughs -
"I guess they would be to someone who surpresses their emotions. Moving on, Shran?"
"It was . . ." - his antennae twitch and he scowls at Soval - " . . . good." - crowd cheers -
"Well, it's not up to them, or me, it's up to you guys to vote for your favourite!" - Hess says over the still cheering crowd - "But don't vote just yet, we've got lots more to come! And don't forget, to send a message in to the studio, hit the purple button on the bottom left hand corner of your screens!"