"You are one of the front-runners in this competition," Simon tells Matt Giraud, taking pains to put into standard English what Randy seemed to be saying a few moments earlier.
Which is that, no matter what you may have read elsewhere, the judges have not made up their minds. No, indeed. Not with weeks and weeks to go.
Sure, they still seem convinced a boy will win -- though it's going to be a long night of Motown, and they could still change their minds, on that, too. But, hey, maybe that boy doesn't have to be named Adam. Or Danny.
Got that? Hope so.