Tessa and Stuffie sit excitedly in the crowded sports hall, where they have managed to get two seats in the front row. Across from them is the judges' table, next to which a deep voice and its high companion are arguing. Both are very nervous. When the taller one sees Stuffie, she immediately rushes over to her.
"Oh, thank goodness! Stuffie, can you help us?"
"What's wrong, Flute?"
"One of our judges has fallen ill! The poor thing caught a silence bacillus, so we need a replacement. Could you take the role?"