It's all a cunning ploy. Sophie's cool and detached, and the judges keep dinging them for it.
Solution?
Be as annoying as possible. Mutter resentfully when the judges talk, give rambling stump speeches at every opportunity, go smoke behind the bike sheds, ask if you can copy her homework five minutes before the show starts...everything guaranteed to nark Miss Manners Ibiza 2000.
That'll get the temper stirring, believe you me. He's going to get two words into a "THESE GIRLS, THEY WORK BLADDY HAAHD" speech next week, before she bashes him into a coma with a stiletto, bellowing like an angry Mancunian docker the whole time. Passion unveiled, 10s all round and Ian Waite's tall enough to stand in no bother.