Sookie and Lorelai enter the recital hall and are thrilled to find out that Patty has packed the program. Sookie asks what "krumping" is. Lorelai says she thinks it's like hip-hop dancing, only more "herky-jerky." Oh, white people. Do you understand nothing? Krumping is even in the encyclopedia (and nothing in the world will ever make me understand it, but that doesn't mean I don't love the whole concept). Sookie nods. "And what," she asks, "is 'pubic speaking'?" Hee. Lorelai says she hopes it's a misprint. The greatest horror of my life came when I realized I once put something up on my company's website that invited health department employees to take a course in pubic assistance. I's a reel gud editar, sometimes. Miss Patty welcomes everyone, and gets the show rolling with the intermediate class performing the opening number. A kid comes out in a sequined bowler with shiny pants and gloves and sings the cheesiest song imaginable, "Magic To Do," from Pippin, which ought to explain to you its level of painful cheesiness. The rest of the troupe comes dancing out, weaving through the crowd. Lorelai whispers to Sookie that she hates it when they come into the audience, and I have to soundly agree, especially when during one particularly "magical" part of the song, they all blow glitter into the faces of the audience members. It is an awesomely hilarious and brutally accurate portraying of a kids' dance recital. The only thing that could make it more true-to-life is if it lasts four hours.
Lacey is on Rory's heels as they walk around the USO show, making sure things are moving along. She finishes three of Rory's sentences, proving she is way on top of the job. Rory laughs good-naturedly at her competence: "Any incoming choppers, Radar?" Lacey doesn't get it for a second, and you kind of can't blame her, technically, since it was a M*A*S*H reference, which was set during the Korean War, not WW II. Is that too picky to point out? Probably, but the half-assed Andrews Sisters combo is getting to me, a little, especially since two of them are blonde...I'm being too picky.
Paris is making the rounds with her appetizer tray and, after offering a cheese ball to one guest, asks him for a performance review on the transaction. "Come on," she says. "Be my Dave Navarro." When she goes on to give him a lesson on T.S. Eliot's theories of criticism, the guy tells assures her she did fine, and tries to escape: "You offered it to me well, this has been great, and I don't want to talk about it anymore." Hee. The Grandparents arrive and tell Rory she has a hit on her hands. The band rocks into a neutered "Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree" and Rory says her only worry is that no one is dancing yet. Emily says they'll all dance after dinner, but Richard thinks they might as well get started now, and leads Emily to the dance floor while Rory looks on smiling.