Derek enters Rebecca's dressing room, as she has summoned him. She says she had a few notes "about that follow light." Derek corrects her: "Follow spot. You are adorable." And then he corrects her with his mouth and I cringe seven hundred times. I find this pairing just icky. Not quite as bad as Ellis and anything that doesn't belong to his particular phylum of weasel, but still... yeeeeurgh.
Eileen greets Derek as he leaves Rebecca's dressing room, speculating about how he wasn't busy enough with his pill-addicted girlfriend and his feuding composer and lyricist and his replacement for Replacement DiMaggio and the show opening tonight, he just had to start banging the star. Still all blissed out with his post-sordid-handjob glow, Derek smarms that it's his job to make sure Rebecca has everything she needs. Like his penis. Eileen warns him that if the show goes to hell she'll strangle him. I believe her; Anjelica Huston has some fearsome hands.
Ivy arrives for pre-rehearsal notes and Karen says nobody noticed she was late. Thanks, Karen. Ivy is on the verge of tears as she tells Karen not to be nice to her, that she'll lose it if Karen is nice to her. I think I'd prefer it if Ivy wasn't feeling regretful this morning, possibly because I just dislike Karen that much, but it's fully in character for Ivy to do something rash and then suffer over it. Of course Dev is probably hurling himself in the Charles right now in a vain effort to win the Martyr Olympics, but maybe Ivy can earn some points from the Croatian judge by watching Derek hump Rebecca right in front of her.
Tom can't take the silence from his nonsexual life partner and says, "You have to talk to me." "No, I don't," Julia replies, continuing her streak of acting like a petulant twelve-year-old girl for the past three episodes. She says it's only been five minutes and he acknowledges that she can't not talk to him for even five minutes. And Tom continues making up for the giant gaping holes in Julia's character where Relatability and Empathy should be.
Derek calls the company to order and says he thinks they're in pretty good shape for tonight's first show with an audience. Behind him: Stage Manager Linda, her fingernails bitten down to the quick. The company cheers. Rebecca comes out on stage and Derek greets her with a kiss on the cheek, which seems to go through Ivy like a knife. Derek also welcomes Michael Swift back to the company and says that they'll start with DiMaggio's numbers to help Michael get up to speed. Oh goody, because I have so missed having "History Is Made at Night" stuck in my head for the past week. Say what you will about Marc Shaiman, but the man writes a fine earworm.