Sneaking On To the Red Carpet

I'm, I'm, I'm judging. I'm at the table like mid-show, and my guy who's like, who like takes care of me on set comes up to me, he's like, do you need anything? And I go, what would I possibly need? Like, I got my LaCroix here, I got my water, like I'm already living, like I don't need anything. And he goes, I don't know, you don't want like an apple a peanut butter jelly sandwich. And I go, did you say peanut butter jelly sandwich? And he goes, yeah. And I go, where are you gonna get— where are you gonna get that from? I go— and he goes, I could just make it for you. And I'm like, are you fucking serious? Yeah, I'll take a peanut butter jelly sandwich. So at my judge's table, he brings me a peanut butter jelly sandwich sliced diagonally.