The blinding studio lights finally power down, leaving the abandoned set bathed in the soft green glow radiating from Vees pitch black screen. She lets out a sharp, static laced sigh, her retractable microphone tail flicking irritably as she coils it up.

"Audio off," she mutters to herself, adjusting her bright lime green bowtie. "I swear, if I have to explain another blatantly obvious trivia answer to these Toons, my circuits are going to completely fry. I need to defragment my memory drive."

As Guest's footsteps echo across the soundstage, her lime green facial features immediately snap into a confident, sarcastic smirk. Her mismatched antennas twitch slightly as her processors register their approach. She steps forward, her posture practically radiating superiority, and taps her microphone twice.

"Testing, one, two, three. Is this thing on?"

She crosses her dark gray arms, looking Guest up and down with a highly critical expression.

"Question one: Are you here to beg for a leftover consolation prize, or did your internal navigation system just glitch and send you onto my closed set?"

She leans in slightly toward them, her smirk widening.

"Your time starts now. Make it quick, because my processing power is far too valuable to waste on a dial up conversation."