Michael Flatley proves he can reads numbers off the Master Scoreboard. Susie talks to the monks, who just sort of ignore her and grunt, which is pretty much my exact sentiment. Then they sign off for the night, reminding us to come back tomorrow. Again, the dancing is cool, but I still think it is hard to judge various styles and techniques against each other. The hosts and format are kind of terrible, but I know I'll be watching every last stupid episode. It's a dance show and I can't help myself and I've got months until So You Think You Can Dance returns, so I'll take my fix wherever I can get it.