And so it is. Jason tells Brooke that when it came to picking the encore, "There was one overwhelming one: Storm Large." Storm gets up and makes her way through the screaming crowd, high-fiving audience members all the way. Or maybe she's just checking their upper-body strength. She hits the stage and waggles her ass at the crowd. She and the band tear into "Anything Anything." Lukas wants next week's encore so bad it's giving him acid reflux. Storm does her thing, but without as many close-ups so the bug-eye thing isn't so distracting. Next week, I'd like to see her shoot a pair of sunglasses into the audience without using her hands. At the end, she flops onto her back on the runway, because the front of audience isn't packed with Teamsters this time. That would have been kind of a giveaway, encore-wise.
Brooke wastes no time bringing up the bottom three, not even mentioning that Storm isn't safe, because, whatever. It's time for her to notify the initial bottom three. In no particular order, she calls out Jill (who doesn't seem to realize what a bad night it is for her to be in the bottom three), Josh (who takes a little bow as he stands), and Zayra (whose mutterings of "Don't pick me" didn't work). Brooke says that the bottom three changed, and she other trailers are about to find out who they are. The first is Phil, who makes the goofy sad-face he uses at this time. And the other is Patrice. A ripple of shock goes through the crowd, even as Patrice smiles. Everyone else is safe. Brooke is about to tell us the name of the first person in the bottom three. She opens the envelope, closes it, and gives everyone a long, significant look. I wait for her to go to commercial, but I'm actually shocked when she says a name instead. I'm even more shocked when that name is Patrice.
Patrice puts on a pair of sunglasses to join Brooke onstage. We get a nice long clip of Patrice's performance, and another clip of her interaction with the judges afterward. Gilby in particular, you'll recall, asked for something unexpected and unpredictable. Back from the clip, here's where we get a good look at her outfit: under her hoodie jacket she's got a zip-up shirt that's unzipped all the way up from her belly to about one angstrom below her left boob. Looks like she took their advice, and is going to make them try to "predict" and "expect" whether she's going to flop right out of that thing and make CBS boot up the pixellator. Tommy asks Patrice whether she is surprised to be in the bottom three. She is, but she doesn't admit it: "I'd be surprised if I go home today, but I'm happy to play for all you people and all my people out there." Tommy asks her his what and why, and she says she's singing "My Iron Lung" by Radiohead. She calls it "a great modern rock song," "graceful, and beautiful and in your face at the same time." Tommy gives her the go.