Down The Series Of Tubes, followed by Omen From The Future. The Vamp Benders tumble haphazardly out of the Story Gate and take stock of their surroundings. Before they can assess the situation, however, a snarky, unpleasant voice asks, "Well?" The Veebees look around, confused. "Over here," the voice sighs. The voice belongs to a dark-haired man in a black shirt, sitting behind a desk with a black man and a woman.
- Black-Shirted Man: Well?Avatar: ...Well what?Black-Shirted Man: Well, what's your act?Nerdly: Act?Black-Shirted Man: Yes, act. You're auditioning, are you not?Solo: Er... for what?"Black-Shirted Man: For American Idle, numbnuts. Are you lot always this dumb, or are you making a special effort?Cleo: Oh! I've heard of this one. Pathetic sadsacks who think they can sing get their hearts ripped out and stomped on by...Black-Shirted Man: Slimy Cow. Yes. Me. Now are you going to sing, or what?
- Slimy Cow: Oh, forget it. You're obviously a pack of morons. At this rate, the only one who will get through is the mysterious bloke.Avatar: Er... mysterious bloke?Slimy Cow: Pieguy Two Five Something. Raving nutter, but a decent voice.Solo: Why would Pieguy Two Five Nine enter American Idle?Cow: Same reason as you, I suspect. To win the Can Tabile.Avatar: Can Tabile?Cleo: The trophy for American Idle. Honestly, don't you ever watch it? It's a tin can, spray-painted gold, with "CHAMPION" on it. Nobody knows what's in it, and it goes back to the show after each season.