Justin's dancing in an angel's outfit. The angel at the next go-go booth has tons of cash in his shorts. Justin does not. Emmett, Michael, and Brian are pouting at the bar. Brian's trying to ignore his half-naked boyfriend grinding for tips. Emmett says that when he was in school, he had a part-time job walking dogs. He notes that he didn't know he could have made money wagging his own tail instead. Wah waaaaaaaaah. Ted walks up and brags about the turnout. He says it's all because of Michael. He kisses Mikey, who then moans a "See ya." He starts to pout off, telling Brian to leave him alone. Instead he yells that he can't believe his mother lied to him his entire life about who his father was. Brian says he doesn't know for sure. Why does everyone keep lying to him? Michael says he can't believe his father was Judy Garland and not a war hero. "Would you have preferred Bette Davis?" Brian asks. Because that's who he got, really. Michael mumbles, "Maybe I should just forget it." I have no idea what he's talking about there, either.
Divina takes the stage in a giant angel costume, singing "Heaven." Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. Someone dug up Carol Channing, put her on an angel Popsicle stick, and called it Divina Devore. Terrifying. Ted is shocked at the stage show, which is strange because I'm sure he was in charge of some kind of rehearsal. It's just a hydraulic lift, Ted. "He's up there!" Ted screams five minutes later. Whatever. Michael's pouting over his living gay dad. Somehow the stage show starts to win him over. He smiles and laughs. Divina keeps singing. Michael looks at Brian in slow motion and shoves him off-camera. I don't know why, either. Everyone cheers as Michael just stands there looking at the ground. He smiles back upwards again.
We can still hear Divina singing as we're backstage watching Divina take off her clothes. Dear God, she's going to take off her clothes. Please start with the makeup. Please! No, it's the wig. Michael asks to come in. Divina says he can. She shakes Michael's hand and tells him to take care of himself. Michael asks for another favor. He holds out his mother's high-school yearbook and asks if Divina can see the resemblance between the two of them. Once again, another person tells Michael that there's no resemblance between a picture of Hal Sparks and Hal Sparks. Fucking whatever. Get on with it, y'all. Blah blah, "if you squint," blah blah. Michael finally asks point blank, "Are you my father?" Divina says it's not right to answer as he gets out of his gown. He tells Michael that he never had sex with Debbie because he's gay. Michael says that Divina told him she used to "bat for the other team." Divina tells him that drag queens are notorious liars. Michael says Debbie told him his father's a war hero. He says the story keeps changing and that there's only one picture. Michael says that he's not making any demands, and doesn't even ask that they stay in touch. He just wants to know the truth. Divina walks back into the room dressed as a man. He says the one truth he's learned in all his years is that the truth is what you choose to believe. When he's onstage, people believe he's Divina Devore not because he's a great female impersonator, but because they want to. Michael asks what all of this rhetoric has to do with whether Divina's his father or if his mother lied to him. Thank you! Danny says that Debbie gave Michael something to believe in: a hero. A father to be proud of. Not some gay drag queen nobody can be proud of. He says that's the truth, and that it's up to Michael to believe it. I hate this.