Bristol and Mark get the encore. I didn't mention Bristol's bizarre purple marching band outfit last night either. Bristol is built like me, so I have empathy for my apple-shaped sister. It's tough to dress to disguise that tummy. She does WAAAAAY better tonight. Man, she should dance every week like she's not being scored, because that's the best she's ever been.
Here's Heart to sing "Barracuda." I'm really sad that Nancy Wilson and Cameron Crowe split up. Let me tell you the coolest thing about Cameron Crowe. He makes a mix tape (don't know if he's upgraded to CDs or not these days) every month and has done so for decades. Just a mix tape of songs he's listening to that month. Imagine being able to go back to June 1987 and hear a time capsule of the music you were into that month. That would be awesome. Anyway, some of the pros come out to do a paso doble. I see Louis, Derek, and that dude who was Pamela Anderson's partner. Two of the ladies are Chelsie and Karina but I don't recognize the other one. What was his name? Damien. Let me tell you something about Heart. They are not lip syncing, and they are amazing. Ann Wilson has still got some pipes on her. And Nancy looks about thirty years old. And they rock. They are my heroes.
Brooke is backstage with Kyle, who says that Len might be developing a soft spot for him. Kyle is just babbling and making no sense. You know how I pretended that Lacey's outfit was only problematic in the skirt area? Yeah, I failed to mention that she is wearing feather epaulets. I don't even know what is going on there. Kyle reveals that, in rehearsals, Lacey fell down and it shook him up a bit. During rehearsals, the floor was black and Maks made some comment pre-show about how slippery the floor was, so maybe Lacey's fall convinced them to ditch the black covering. Anyway, Rick and Cheryl also danced last night. The end.
So let's find out results for Kyle and Lacey, as well as Rick and Cheryl. So the next couple safe is...Rick and Cheryl. But Kyle and Lacey are in jeopardy. There's a weird pause after that's revealed, like they were expecting a bigger audience reaction.