"Okay lovelies!" GodGirl91 claps her hand facing an audience. "I wanted to let you in on how this works."

Joey and Chad are watching from behind a stage curtain. Joey looks around. "Who's she talking to?"

Chad shrugs, "Not the faintest clue."

GodGirl91(GG) calls over her shoulder, "Chad. Joey. You two have perfect timing, come on out here, you can be my example."

The two walk out on stage and face each other and her. "What's going on?" They ask in unison, then a staring contest breaks out.

"Okay. Okay. Chill." She waves a hand between them making both blink. "I was saying... I wanted to tell the folks about how this interview thing works. Joey, why don't you ask Chad a question. And then Chad, you answer the question."

Joey smirks. "Hey, Chad. Why are you so mean to your bandmates?"

Chad glances at GG. "Do I seriously have to answer that question."

GG buries her head in her hands mumbling, "THIS isn't going to end well." Speaking up, "Sure. Just for the sake of example, please."

"Well, that question is ridiculous. I'm nice to all my bandmates. At least the ones that meet the height requirements." He gives a satisfied grin.

GG sees the challenge is on. She waves her finger at Chad. "You do that on purpose."

"Yup. It's just how we roll." Chad says as he gets Joey in a playful headlock. Those two are like brothers that act like they hate each other, but deep down really love the other one.

"Alan!" GG calls. "A little help!"

As Alan runs out and starts breaking up the fight, GG comes back to the audience. "Okay... that went.. who am I kidding I should have seen that coming. Anyways! You guys kind of got the jest of the idea. At least I hope so. Everyone is going to come out on stage and any one in the audience can pose a question and they will answer it for you. Thanks bye!"