Open auditions had the potential to be hilarious. She was pretty sure she could get Sirius to do some sort of Simon Cowell impression. He was British, anyway. But it'd also just be entertaining to see what the town could do. Gwen wasn't sure if there were any other musicians but that was half the fun. Wasn't that why most people watched the beginning of American Idol, anyway? Sheer curiosity over whether the person opening their mouth was going to sound fantastic or fantastically awful? Well, that was something to think about.
"Oh, yeah. Well, I'm not exactly sure how to classify them," she said. "Not like Dawn of the Dead zombies or I am Legend. They were mannequins. And if the mannequins touched you, you turned into a possessed mannequin. I'd ask if that makes sense but it totally doesn't." She laughed a little. "We got a cap ton of stuff. I mean, bags and bags and a few carts full but we were also getting chased by the mannequins. Horrifying, but productive."