More talent show prep. Nothing you don't already know. Olivia is still nervous, Jared is still cramming, etc. And then it's time for the show. Overblown Oscar-night fanfare accompanies footage of the kids filing into the Saloon, where Markelle (12, also from Georgia) is emceeing. Guylan interviews that everyone hopes the show will boost morale. The Council, by the way, are all sitting behind the bar, like the Emperor's box at the Coliseum or something. I hope that wasn't their idea. Kelsey is the first to take the stage, playing a familiar piece (Liszt, I think) incongruously well on the Saloon's out-of-tune piano. "I honestly thought Chopin had come back from the dead," Guylan interviews. Big hand for Kelsey, well deserved. Next up is Campbell, who prefaces his performance by saying that his brother taught him how to do this. "This" turns out to be a very high-pitched whistle, way back in his throat. Thank you for deafening everyone after Kelsey's performance, Campbell. Eric sings a song about New Jersey, accompanying himself on the piano. I don't recognize the song from the short snippet, but they probably wouldn't have wanted to pay for the broadcast rights for the performance if it were Springsteen or something. Markelle introduces Jared, who's wearing a brown period vest over his tie-dyed t-shirt for his monologue. He goes into his bit, and it isn't so much a dramatic performance as a feat of memorization, and it's barely that. Not that anyone would have noticed if he'd dropped a couplet or two. But he gets through it. "You know what? I wasn't the worst," he interviews after the fact. It wasn't nice of the editors to switch it around on him, though, so it looked like he started at the end.
Now it's Greg and Blaine's turn. It seems to be all about the two boys wearing dresses, which, if you're a certain age, is hilarious. Greg goes first, and his big moment is appearing in a Ma Ingalls checkered gingham number. The kids love it, naturally. There's at least one costume change, because later Blaine's in a sassy black dress and feathered boa for the R&J balcony scene, while Greg stands below in a cowboy outfit, calling up, "I don't even know why I love you!" "Because I'm sexy!" Blaine says. The kids laugh like they just got mooned. Markelle remarks, "I wouldn't say it was hilarious but it was sort of weird." Not your job, Markelle, but I'm not going to disagree. Greg and Blaine jokingly intimidate Markelle. Then Jasmine sings something. It's pretty.