After the break, we get a montage of awesome partner auditions, one of which is a brother-sister pair who look far too much alike, in a way that's unfortunate for the sister, I'm afraid. We meet Ashleigh and Ryan DiLello, I take a moment to pray they're not brother and sister, because holy wow is Ryan hot, and I do not need all that sullied by weirdo incest vibes. And look! They're married! (But aw. He's married.) They're disgustingly cute and happy together, of course, in footage of them at home (if you're into cracking the code, that means they're totally making it). Whatever, uncle, I love them. Particularly when their routine set to "Poker Face" is fairly sharp, if possessed of that weird professional ballroom thing where they're constantly mugging, which is what made it so hard for me to get into Benji and Heidi. But get these two into a contemporary routine, and I'll be set. Mary loves Ryan's strength but finds Ashleigh fake -- and she doesn't see the chemistry between them (valid, actually). Mia says there's a "missing link" with Ashleigh, but is totally into Ryan. Nigel shocks even himself when he praises Ryan over Ashleigh. All three judges say yes to choreography, where they pledge to apply the critiques and correct themselves.

Another pair, Leigh Asay and Josh Murillo have only been dancing together for two weeks. She seems chatty and kinda spacey, while Josh... doesn't speak at all. They also go the Gaga route ("Just Dance"), and... okay, here's the problem. All hour, we've been hit with previews that Leigh fucks up her toe here, so it's now almost impossible to watch the dancing rather than drift down to anticipate the toe-tastrophe. Best I can tell, she's a bit better than him, but they both look a shade undercooked. Anyway, immediately after they're done, Leigh is all, "I think I lost a toenail." Lost. Toenail. The big toe, too, not some no-account pinkie toe. There's lots of blood and it's totally gross, but Leigh kind of wins me over by high-fiving Josh and being all "Yes! Blood on the dance floor!" Weirdo. Mary is freaking out at the sight of it, as am I when we get a closeup of the nail, which is still attached but basically like the hood of a car while you're changing the oil. GAAAAAHHH! Nigel finally gets the medic over, and as the adrenaline wears off it starts to hurt bad. Mia and Mary are, like, huddled together, and I can barely see past my own fingers at this point. Josh gets put through to choreography, while Leigh's injury manages to pay off as she just goes straight to Vegas. A good call, to be sure, but she was totally Pasha-bound if not for that toenail.