Art nervously looked around the greenhouse, his hawking glove frozen in place as the hark glanced at it. "Cripes," the businesswoman who looked suspiciously like Nicki Minaj said. We've been up all night doing these Patsy Ratings, and it feels like all we're doing is making the same mixtape over and over." "Keep Drake out of this," Art said. The businesswoman looked at Art askance, and then continued. "Who's next? "Lehigh," a disgusted Art said. "That explains the protective gear," the businesswoman said. "Is it really that bad? "No," Art sighed, "it's actually quite good. The best, according to the Patsy Ratings? I don't think so. But good? Yes. Yes, it is."