Justin lights a cigarette and snaps, "This music sucks dick!" He crosses the room to the stereo, presumably to see what else is available. A man in glasses and suit informs him that it's jazz fusion. Oh. Okay, then. Justin sneers, "Yeah, in physics, fusion is supposed to cause a blast. Like, this." He changes a channel or something to techno music. Gimme a break. I get the whole "let's embarrass Mikey" thing, but is it necessary for them to all look like complete Neanderthals while doing it? Just go ahead and add a laugh track while you're at it. Oh, well. Maybe next season. Justin, for one, knows better than this. Jennifer would just about die at this behavior. Justin sidles up to Suit Guy and asks if he wants to dance. This is so stupid. Suit Guy tells Justin that he doesn't dance. Justin drags him into the middle of the living room and drawls, "You do, now." No one else notices that the music's changed. Debbie and Vic seek out Senator Baxter and introduce themselves. The Senator is charming, and tells Debbie that Mini-D is a lovely young man. Vic snorts, "We used to think so."
Back in the living room, Mini-D moans to his creator that his family has "cornered" the Senator: "We have to save her!" Hasn't noticed the music, yet, or that Justin's tricking in the middle of the party. Dr. Demon assures his hatchling, "She's a politician. She can talk her way out of anything," and leads Mini-D off. Elsewhere, Ted's trying to make time with another guy in a suit. Getting no play, though. Suit Two snorts, "I'm not into leather." Ted shrugs that neither was he: "Then I ran into this old school friend who shackled me in his dungeon and made me his suck-pig." "Suck-pig." I gotta tell you, QaF has improved my vocabulary immeasurably. Cut to Justin and Suit One grinding away in the living room. Cut to Brian forcing the waiter to drink a martini. Cut to Mini-D, horrified. Cut to Emmett, talking to Suits Three, Four, Five, and Six, "Black and blue, it's fine for bruises, boys, but when you come to a party, you need a little color. Now you -- oh, my God, who dressed you, Morticia Addams? -- now, you have a fabulous bubble butt. But it's not going to do you any good if you don't show it off." He makes everyone takes off their jackets so that he can check them out, and uh, give more fashion advice. Mini-D's about to have a coronary. The Demon is taking all of this in stride, and I'm sure the drink in hand helps. Emmett grabs Suit Three by the tie and vamps, "This lady is a tramp, and tonight, Jack's not the only one getting lucky." Right. Is this scene over, yet?