You can call me selfish if you want to

So just a couple minutes ago, Shamere got on my case for embarrassing David Cook and... oh, forget it. As soon as Brianna's mentoring session started, Cook sent me to remind Nigel Lythgoe about their lunch date.

When I got back to the studio, Cook was alone, working out a tune at the piano.

"Ms. Soo!" He turned his laser-intense attention on me. "I was just thinking how great it'd be to have a diet Coke with light ice and a slice of lime. If it wouldn't be too much trouble--"

"I'm sorry," I said before I had time to reconsider.

"What? Oh, is Pepsi the new sponsor? Pepsi's fine."

"It's Snapple now. But that's not what I mean. I'm sorry I was... was..."

"Unable to find Cheez-Its? No big. I'm not as obsessed with them as my fans think. Now if we're talking Snapple--"

"I'm sorry I was such a bother that you had to send me on a fake errand to get rid of me. Mr. Lythgoe had never heard about lunch with you. He was making a rack of lamb with Gordon Ramsay." I wasn't going to cry. I was not going to cry.

"Somehow, I'd never thought of Ramsay as having a great rack," Cook said.

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