Now how bad can an introduction get *without* being citrus...?

        The seventeen year old girl turned from her seat in the first row of 
the Oslo auditorium and looked into the crowd.  Leading scientists and 
humanitarians, heads of state, celebrities, and of course the press...a far 
cry from the crowd with whom she had associated as late as a year ago.  
Mesmerized by the realization that she had finally outdone them all, she 
almost didn't hear the announcement, even as she walked up the stage to 
recieve her medal and take her place in history.  It seemed as though she 
was dreamind, but a few of the speaker's words finally reached her to let 
her know it was really happening.
        "...and the Nobel Peace Prize goes to Kuno Kodachi...."