Let's go to Vartugia for the next set of votes. Good evening... a knife? Really? Really? Ah well, a knife. Good evening Mr. Knife, can you give us the five points from Vartugia?
Frédéric thought someone was playing a very silly joke on him. This was no time to be doing it. So, he was even more surprised when a fork showed up, and somehow started speaking, delivering the Vartugian points.
"Hello, I am a spoon and here is the five points from Darkmania"
"Oh for God's sake", Frédéric thought. Here was a fork called knife who claimed it was a spoon. Had he gone mad? Was someone actually messing with him? Was this all a bad dream? He started nipping himself, he'd heard that was a good way to be able to tell, but as he did so, the five points were actually announced, and they went to...
Axuve!
Axuva!
Frédéric still wasn't sure something wasn't going on, but, having ascertained at least that he was awake, and the points having been delivered, he swiftly moved onto the next set of votes...