Up next is Joshua Chavis, whose dream is to sing the national anthem at a NASCAR race. Well, who's stopping him? Oh, maybe he wants a microphone. He is simultaneously both Southern good ol' boy and yet extremely fey. In the waiting area right outside the audition room he lets out a scream that startles the judges, then manages to clip the door frame in his way into the audition room. He sings "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz, managing the remarkable feat of hitting every note and yet being completely unlistenable. Not to mention his jazz-hands of a face that Randy mocks throughout. They tell him his voice isn't up to snuff and send him on his way. "Wow," Steven whispers sadly. Joshua heads back out to the lobby to cry on the shoulders of his support network, and on his cell phone, and at the camera, which he swears at and flips off. Okay, I guess we have some drama.
A very nervous 15-year-old named Stephanie Renae is next, and we get to hear all about how she's been watching since she was eight. So she's a relative newcomer, then. She's singing a Carrie Underwood song, since Carrie's her favorite Idol. She sounds good, and the judges tell her so, but J. Lo advises her to sing less through her nose, as well as some other tips from the other judges. Steven says yes, Randy says not yet, and Jennifer casts the swing vote: Stephanie Renae is going to Hollywood. Now I'm the one who's nervous. Maybe after X Factor I'm just a little gun-shy about potential finalists whose last name sounds like "Rene."