Blossom, Violet, Peaches  next time, try singing in the same key as me! And Kelsi, remember, really rock it during the bridge!
 

(to herself)
Whatever.

(As SHARPAY crosses downstage to practice bowing before her imaginary devoted fans, the SHARPETTES confer amongst themselves  they know who was really off key.)

Was someone a little sharp, Violet?

It wasn't me, Peaches. Blossom?

It wasn't me, and it wasn't you two...

I guess some people are just born sharp

 pay!

(The SHARPETTES laugh among themselves.)

Kelsi, what have you done to your song?

What else could I do? She said her dad would produce my next musical. How can I pass that up?

Are you sure this is what you really want?