One night, Christiana's partner in "Emeralds," Beau, is sick and dizzy. Which means going out on stage and spinning around a bunch is probably a bad idea. It also means that with no partner, Christiana can't dance. She seems disappointed, and says she doesn't want to miss out on closing night, and I hope there was some off-screen concern expressed to poor pukey Beau, who obviously didn't purposely go gargle with typhoid-contaminated water, right?
After the commercial break, Adam says he needs Christiana to dance on closing night, so she's going to dance with the other principal boy dancer, Michael, whom she hasn't rehearsed with. That sounds nervous-making. In their dressing room, Allison and Katie C. commiserate about their closing-night nerves. Beckanne does her makeup and talking heads about how she's been dancing every performance (because she was subbing for the injured dancer in the second cast). She says she's exhausted doing every show for a week, and dunks her feet into a big ice bath. Which, given that my living room is about 88 degrees right now, looks heavenly.
Showtime. Adam gives his traditional pre-show speech. Katie is in the audience, and she sneaks backstage to wish Beckanne good luck. As the "Paquita" girls give their last performance, Allison says it means a lot to her that Adam has so much confidence in her abilities. Adam says these performances showed him Ronnie is capable of consistency, and that's what he needed to see.
They transition into "Emeralds," and Christiana is still nervous about dancing with Michael. But it all appears to go well; she looks lovely and he doesn't drop her (my criteria for good dancer-stuff). The "Petite Mort" cast goes on and Ronnie says he's sad the show is closing, but that he's also so excited to be done and go have a beer. That is an excellent idea, Ronnie. Adam says he's very happy with how the run of the show went. Christiana is also happy and proud and other positive adjectives as well! This lovefest is starting to make me kind of sick, actually.
In the dressing room, Beckanne tells Katie that she's actually happy with her performance, which never happens because OMG you guys she's her harshest critic! I think it's going to do Katie a world of good to get away from Beckanne, who seems to be her friend only because she knows Katie is no threat to her as a dancer. Ronnie is back to flirting with girls, which means he must not be nervous anymore. He is ready to par-tay. The dancers are all getting dressed to go out, and amazingly, one of them (Allison?) is fitting her feet (her poor bludgeoned hideously misshapen feet) into admittedly quite cute black patent-leather wedges, rather than, say, shoes made of bunny-belly fur and angels' tears, which is what I'd want to be wearing if I'd abused my feet so thoroughly (actually, these are my preferred flip-flops for the end of a beat-up-feet day. They are so luscious).