Scott's jaw tensed as Judy Cho edged closer.
The mic was now inches from his face.
Her bright grin beamed with relentless enthusiasm, and her eyes sparkled like a cat who'd cornered a particularly juicy mouse.
"So, Scott…"
She gave him a good look from top to bottom.
Naturally, he wasn't hard to look at.
"What do you think about William Roosevelt? You know, the current hottest man in the world. Do you think you have a chance at dethroning him?"
For a moment, Scott just stared at her in silence as his sharp blue eyes thinned slightly.
Judy's smile only grew wider as she waited.
Scott finally reached out and his hand gently gripped the mic as he pushed it down, lowering it from his face.
"Uh…"
He was calm, but partly irritated.
"I don't really care about that."
Judy's eyes widened slightly, as if this was the juiciest scoop of the century.
She turned to the camera with a gasp.
