...this evening's second musical number! This one's a straight cover of the duet That Britney did with Madonna, and how I made it through the last decade without once being exposed to that video, I'll never know. In any event, Our Brittany is of course taking That Britney's part in the vaguely lesbionic hilarity that follows with Santana Lopez covering Madonna's bits, and about the best thing I can say for it is that Naya Rivera somehow makes a ladies' white pantsuit look good. Okay, that's not really fair, because Heather Morris once again kills with the choreography, and there are some amusing cameos by the other Glee Clubbers, most notably Puck as the bartender, but the song's kind of meh, and the overall execution doesn't come close to the number that preceded it. Worst of all, it ends with That Britney making the first of three entirely unnecessary appearances in this episode, here slamming Our Brittany against the wall so Our Brittany might dim, "You're really hot." "You're sweet!" That Britney replies. "And your breath smells really good," Our Brittany adds. "So does yours," That Britney allows, "and you know why? 'Cause this is a fantasy." "Wow," Our Brittany drones, and she...

...wakes up giggling to herself, with Santana doing the same on Hot Carl's other chair.

The next day in the music room, Mr. Schue's blathering something banal about Christopher Cross when Brittany raises her hand to state, "I would just like to say that from now on, I demand to have every solo in Glee Club." Rachel shoots a frantic look at Mr. Schue, who relays that frantic look to Brittany. Brittany blithely ignores all the panicky gawping to explain, "When I had my teeth cleaned? I had the most amazing Britney Spears fantasy? I sang and danced better than her? Now I realize what a powerful woman I truly am?" "I went with her," Santana Lopez happily confirms, "and I had a Britney fantasy, too, although now that I'm thinking about it? I'm not really sure how our fantasies combined." Single-T Tina looks nauseated at the very idea of Our Brittany and Santana Lopez sharing a That Britney fantasy at the dentist's office, but before we get a chance to explore that fascinating reaction, Kurt pipes up from the cheap seats with, "You see, Mr. Schue? I told you: Britney Spears busted our Brit out of her everyday fragmented haze of confusion, and gave her the confidence to step up and perform!" "I'm more talented than all of you," Our Brittany asserts. "I can see that clearly now." She pauses for a moment before triumphantly concluding, "It's Brittany...bitch." Snerk.