Back in the auditorium, Brooke asks Dave what he thinks. Dave complains that "the censors got to Tommy and me," which is why they're dressed again. Or perhaps it's because, given that Jason's taken to showing up at the tapings wearing fingerless gloves all the time, it's brisk enough in there that their nipples were threatening to put out one of Brooke's eyes. "How come Toby gets to run around naked and we don't?" Tommy "complains," to widespread screams.
As for Dave's comments, he is once again disappointed that almost none of the Supernovices wanted to grab this chance to do an original song for the guys. Dave says that if Supernova flew him to Vegas and showed him his potential future, "I'd do anything to prove to them that I was right for their band." Assuming, you know, he weren't already a rock star, which he kind of is. Jason reminds the Supernovices that a lot of them became finalists in the first place in part because of the music that they'd already written, and now he's "underwhelmed" at the poor showing. Gilby puts his finger on it, saying that they all figure they'll have plenty more chances to do this kind of stuff later on in the competition, but the fact is that they have to fight for it every week. If any of the Supernovices protest that maybe acoustic night wasn't the best showcase for their original music, we don't see it. On a semi-related subject, Gilby adds. "Toby, I dig that you ran around naked for me!" And that's the gayest thing Gilby has said all season, if not in his entire life. Dave turns to Zayra and says, "You got the original; why don't you bring it right now for us?"
Zayra takes the stage, looking literally half-dressed in a voluminous, floor-length, red skirt and a black bra. Where are the censors now? Brooke announces that Zayra will be singing her own song, "Lluvia De Mar," in Spanish. She straps on an acoustic, and the song starts soft and slow, with Rafael the Lead Guitarist plucking out harmonics on a twelve-string. Zayra's voice sounds a lot better than usual tonight. I don't know if it's because it's a song she wrote for her own range and vocal strengths, or if it's because I'm not constantly comparing it to a more familiar and tons better original performance, or if it's because I don't understand a word she's saying other than "corazon," but this is the best singing I've heard from her so far. This actually isn't bad stuff. It's totally wrong for Supernova on every level, and somewhere a telenovela is missing its theme music, but Zayra pulls it off nicely. Some people in the balcony are dangling a large Puerto Rican flag over the railing in support, and the rest of the audience is quite vocal in its appreciation. Jason gives a standing ovation, because he's Jason. Sit your ass down, Jason.