Apparently, it's really hot in Savannah on day two, to the point where there's a montage of contestants pouring bottled water on themselves while they wait outside. Good luck getting your hair right again. Eventually the judges get there, do their prep (with some snarking from J. Lo about the boys' habitual lateness and makeup regimen), and are waiting for the next contestant. That would be a young man named Mauwena Kodjo, from West Africa. "This doesn't seem convenient," Ryan understates. His whole intro package is about how he's a deluded country singer wannabe, with the kind of accent that seems to call for subtitles even when we can understand him. You know those times when they set up someone as a sleeper contestant who seems like they'll be terrible and then they're awesome? That's not the case here. He actually is terrible. The judges are nice enough to him (nicer than the editors are, certainly), but Mauwena makes the mistake of promising to prove them wrong. Randy takes him up on it, inviting Mauwena to come back with people who think he's awesome. So Ryan starts walking through downtown with Mauwena on his quest to find fans on the street, because it's not like he has anything else to do. It seems like a fool's errand, but eventually he finds a family of four preteen girls and their obviously deaf grandfather, who willingly head back to the venue to plead in Mouwena's behalf. Alas, it's no good. Ryan comes back out with them all, telling Mouwena's fans, "You froze up in there!" Sure, blame the tourists who just wanted to come see the town.
Next is joy-hop inventor Ashlee Altice, who looks about 16 but is a 28-year-old sales associate. Oh, do I need to explain what I mean by "joy-hop inventor?" Basically she made up a kind of hip-hop dance that's mostly hop and precious little hip. She looks and comes off like a low-level crazy, like a three on a scale of one to Orly Taitz, but is able to pull off "Come Together" well enough to earn three yeses. Sometimes the nuts get through. And you know what that means: more nuts in the future. Just when I was about to congratulate them on scaling back the freakshow.
Montage of the judges breaking bad news to some more rejects and sending them on their disappointed way. One of them seems to a stocky blond guy who comes out with Ryan, who comforts him, "You still got a lot of good news here with the family." "That's right, we got a baby on the way," dude says to his gobsmacked clan. Flashback to three minutes earlier, when we first meet the unemployed W.T. Thompson, from Appomattox. Which is a place I've heard of, but he says it's a small town. I guess he would know. He tells us that he QUIT HIS JOB to audition. With a six-and-a-half-months-pregnant wife, no less. His audition is a little rough, and Ryan's talking to W.T.'s people outside in the hall. Mrs. Thompson explains that this is W.T.'s chance to pursue his dream, since he won't be able to do things like this when he has a kid. IN TEN WEEKS. Are we sure his last name really is Thompson and not something that begins with F? Inside the audition room, Steven says he doesn't think W.T. is ready. Jennifer thinks they can work with him and gives him a yes. Randy stretches out his moment as the swing vote, warning W.T. he'll get eaten alive, and then we get a replay of the moment when W.T. exits with Ryan, looking somber. But then W.T. snatches his golden ticket out of Ryan's hand to wave it triumphantly. See, they were just funnin'. Sending us to break, Ryan remarks, "I like it here." Something he and I agree on. Savannah really is lovely, especially if you have three minutes to take a 20-block walk.