Nick Mitchell was Normund on the first day, and then on Group Day turned into Nick, which Simon found laughable and boring at once. He asks us if he should maybe get fucking serious, and then laughs like that's one of a number of suggested options. Happily, it's Normund who comes out, in sweatbands, minces on top of the piano and then crawls around on his knees and screams "Georgia On My Mind." Why is this fun? What makes this interesting? His hologram shirt is sort of interesting, and his... Well, Nate loves him. You know? Just loves him.

The last 38 -- again -- go into Rooms 3 and 4. Room 3 has Lenesha the girl who wrote her own song, and in Room 4 Anne Marie Boskovich has Normund next to him. She also sang "I Hope You Dance," as well as that Silver Lake ass. Anne Marie does her usual consummate job, although the exhaustion is starting to show. Ju'Not is in that room as well, and he sang "Delilah," and then we remember how they brought his son into the original audition. His voice is good, Simon likes the voice. I'm starting to freak. They finally send Tatiana into Room 4, which scares the shit out of everybody because that's Tati and Nick Mitchell together. She of course immediately tries to drag all of them into her shit, and nobody's interested, because that's how Slytherin rolls.

As usual, ninety percent of these people we have never seen. Leneshe and Kaylan Loyd are in Room 3. Who? Doesn't matter, she sucked. We revisit Leneshe and her story of homelessness and songwriting, and I can't help but wonder what America will do if Room 3 is out. She sings that song about how you're not getting a love song no matter what. She looks cute, her voice is untrained but lovely. In Room 3, she slowly goes insane. Welcome to Hufflepuff, here are your safety scissors.

Kai's in Room 2, his hair is still a huge problem, and his voice has been ruined by the process; Roughneck's still hot as hell, but his nerves are getting to him and his pitch is more questionable than previously. Paula and Kara kiss Simon goodbye; he ditches them to deal with the screaming rooms. Ryan's like, "No matter what? Freakouts." They are Gryffindor, because they are full of themselves but not that smart: here's Nate, whispering quickly and unceasingly to himself about nothing at all. Paula comes in seeming broken-hearted, and Nate loses his mind; Kara gets way dramatic about it, giving up the jig way early, but they all freak out and start crying anyway, and then Kara screams that they're okay. Nate makes fifty times the ass of himself as anybody else, of course; also there, acting as extras in the movie of his life: Alexis, Kenny, Casey, Kai, Arianna, Jasmine, Von, Stephen, Nathaniel, and the hotly weeping Roughneck. Which, yeah, is basically half the people we've ever met that aren't assclowns.