It has been a really, really long time since the last time Addy's woken up.
Regardless...
"You may or may not wish to come up with a gimmick to make yourself memorable during limo exits. There are a lot of contestants; many people like to use props to set up a pun or something like that. Make a hook that lets you catch onto the bach's memory."
"That's fun, yeah. The start is normally an evening affair, by which I mean 'dark out', but we could put you first and do it at sunset; that seems worth it."
"You have no idea." He takes a sip of tea. "Excellent. Also do bear in mind that the bubbly will turn your eyes gold; we'll make sure they have a chance to do that before you go on."
"Yes, just bear it in mind. ...If you'd like, we can handicap your sense of smell to remove temptation. We're super definitely going to have to do that for the other guy."
"I guess if I have to talk it might be annoying. I can but it's annoying. But I don't want my sense of smell turned off completely the whole time."
"Sure, just thought I'd offer. And, y'know, no biggie if you slip up. We can bring 'em back, just you're likely to get eliminated because of it."
"On the ones where the bach is into it? Yes, although it's not good for branding long-term."
"Not yet! And maybe not for a while; I expect you to be pretty busy from here on out."