...the music room, where the assembled children greet Mr. Schue's return with a variety of whoops and cheers. Mr. Schue promises he's back to stay -- yeah, we'll see about that -- and thanks Bloaty The Gravy Clown for all the fine work he didn't do to get the club to Regionals, then heads to his trusty whiteboard to announce this week's assignment: "Wedding!!!" Naturally, Mr. Schue's in charge of the entertainment at his reception, and naturally, he intends to save lots of cash by forcing the children to perform. God, I didn't miss him at all. First, though, Mr. Schue asks Frankenteen if he'd consider eschewing the traditional best man's speech in favor of a song or two. Old Finn has little choice but to agree. This should be awful.

Hallowed Halls Of Dear McKinley High. Miss Pillsbury's practically on her hands and knees, scouring out Artie's locker while explaining she's seated her niece, "Betty," next to Artie at the reception. "She's blonde," Miss Pillsbury notes, scrubbing away, "she's an amazing singer, and she has, um, very large..." "...feet?" Artie cautiously finishes for her. "Boobies," Miss Pillsbury corrects. "Oh!" Artie smiles, instantly intrigued, and the two proceed to chat about Miss Pillsbury's debilitating mental illness for a second or two until even the camera gets bored with it all and sweeps away to...