Brooke White dips into the Dolly Parton song catalog and finds "Jolene."
Randy damns with faint praise, but does think she could make an album of stuff like this, which should tell you everything you need to know about how Randy Jackson approaches the record business.
Paula also thinks she's what record producers want (emotion, blah, blah, blah), and from that vague effusion Simon finds something with which he can disagree AND use the b-word. (That would be "busking," for those of you who haven't ridden the London Underground like Simon, navigating around the musicians who jam the tunnels at rush hour.)
It's clear by now, though, that Brooke's sweet smile and feigned agreement will carry her through any judicial unpleasantness.