You are a member of a young teenage band. You are full of ambition, because your band managed to get to today's audition. The winner of the audition will get a record deal, and you really need it! The jury is made up of very serious-looking men and women, many of them looking quite respectable and menacing. But among them you see... Thom Yorke? He sits among the jury with an absent look and barely watches the performance, is he even interested?

You perform quite well, and after the concert you are waiting for publicity. And then comes the moment of truth. Your band... did not make it. You are sitting in the dressing room, full of despair, but he comes up to you. Thom Yorke.

"Hey, guys, you did great, but I don't think those old guys liked it. Mind if I sit with you?"