http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2008/04/on-the-scene--3.html
Syesha and Brooke are hauled out next to deliver Shocker #1: Brooke ain't going home. Even though Syesha, like, got to, like, play someone, like, different for a change, she's sent to the space stools; meanwhile, Brooke heads to the couch where she proceeds to completely break down. First her head is in her hands. Then she puts her head between her knees while D.Cook rubs her back. I take a second to check in on Syesha, who has wandered offstage, and suddenly Rushfield is nudging me to look at the couch again, where Brooke is full-on lying down. I am not sure that America's decision to keep Ms. White around is doing much for that poor girl's psychological condition. She's been in a steady decline for weeks, and tonight she practically went fetal in public. But god bless that "mosh pit"! Soon, the screaming girls have Brooke up and laughing. And as Corey enters my section to hand out swag -- OMG, he's in my ROW! eek! -- Syesha is being totally ignored. She emerges from the wings, clutching a Kleenex and looking visibly distraught, then starts swiveling around on her stool to collect herself while facing the back of the stage, hyperventilating with her hand on her chest, and clutching the other stool for balance. At one point, she goes to blow her nose, and a woman behind me gasps, "She's gonna be sick!" She was not. But she was a little melodramatic. Broadway, baby. Broadway.
x 100 I never get tired of those Archie's dad things SHC
