The top five guys come back out to reprise the "Five Guys Named Moe" routine. Hee! Five real! It's great -- sure to be a highlight on the tour.
Cirque du Soleil come out for Criss Angel Believe, choreographed by Wade Robson. Finally, all three working together! It's an "homage to all of the rabbits who died in the hands of incompetent magicians," we're told
"Homage to the Rabbits" by Eric Serra is the music. Everyone's in freaky rabbit costumes, including takes on the Playboy bunny outfit. There are RABBIT EARS STICKING OUT OF A COFFIN. I am fascinated and also terrified. Watership downer! It is somehow both an amazing dance routine and the stuff nightmares are made of. There is leaping and twirling. It goes on for hours. The dancers remove their masks and gather 'round the coffin. Never forget. Never forget.
Cat brings the remaining top three out to reveal that Katee is also not the winner. Twitch pulls her in for a hug, and then so does Joshua, and so does Twitch, while the crowd cheers. Thank godfully the montage leaves out how she almost wasn't selected for the top twenty, except for her friend, the Best Friend Ever, near tears, announcing to the other contestants that Katee made it. She thanks everyone for pushing her and making her grow, calling this the most amazing thing in her life. Cat says they have a bit of a surprise for her, because they have a prize for the top boy and top girl. Katee's getting fifty thousand dollars. Yay! Money!
After the commercial break, Cat is at the judging table, between Mary and Debbie, to chat about Debbie stepping down so Will could compete, and how it meant she could enjoy the show more as just a viewer this year. Then Debbie throws in some weird Olympics analogy, but her unbiased opinion is dancing is better than the Olympics, because dancers have to have heart, which I'm sure she doesn't mean as insultingly as I think an Olympic athlete might take it.
The Debbie Allen dancers are here, a bunch of young kids, to do their thing to Earth Wind & Fire, joined on stage by Nigel, who shows all the young'uns how to tap dance. My cynical heart is actually enjoying Mary and Nigel getting up there to do their thing, and I even enjoyed Nigel penguin-waddling off the stage. What's the matter with me? I'm pretty sure I'm not ovulating.
Cat asks Adam what he thinks. "I wouldn't have put that banana through to Vegas," he says, and demands a dance-off with Nigel, that is, if Adam gets to come back next year.