Imagine what's going on in the heads of Jeopardy contestants.
The neuronal machinery sparking and firing away, currents racing through networks of facts, associations, minute details (now worth hundreds of dollars apiece).
Also whatever crosses their mind as their focus slips, as they choose their wagers, scribble down their Final Jeopardy answer, or recount some personal anecdote that will elicit an indulgent chuckle from Trebek (and maybe only from Trebek).
Show's wrapped up. Now I know that the premiere of the Flintstones was sponsored by one-a-day vitamins and Winston cigarettes.
(Weren't cigarettes once considered a form of one-a-day vitamins?)