So this week the men draw their partners' names out of the hate, and Evan picks Janette. They're doing a Sonya jazz routine, so he's trying to prepare himself for anything. Seriously. I don't think Sonya views the random dance selections as very binding or anything. Apparently it's about wanting people to shut up, and involves Janette and Evan covering up each others' mouths, and I missed the part where Sonya explains that the piece was inspired by Mary.

They dance to CSS. Lots of hard, sharp movements. Co-coordinated floor-writhing. Leg lifts. Hands covering each others' and their own mouths. Janette steps on Evan's belt and he lifts her. They push against each other and he swings her around. She puts her hands on her hips and he threads his arms through the gaps and tosses her around.

Cat calls them two tightly coiled springs and orders them to play nice. Nigel calls them "two little stars." He says he's finally getting the more from Evan that he's been asking for, and Janette is wonderful as always. Again, Ellen says, "First of all, I can do that," and then she calls it hard-hitting, and rich and full-bodied and then jokes that she's thinking about the wine she had. But "y'all were amazing." Mary says she thought Evan did a really good job outside his area of expertise, but towards the end he could have been a little more gutsier. You see, at first she didn't think she'd be thinking "oh my Lord" but then I think she did? Or something? And then you knew this was coming, Nigel puts his hand over her mouth, and she demands to know what is wrong with him, and he says she was just going on, and she tells him to shut up or go sit on his degree or something. Anyway, then Nick Rhodes from Duran Duran starts talking about something, and it turns out it's not Nick Rhodes at all, but Mia Michaels, and she says Evan's a great dancer and stylist, but he's too adorable to be the dark twisted freakish dancer Sonya needs. But Janette is her favorite, favorite, favorite this season.

Then Kayla comes out for a solo dance to Imogen Heap, a very bird-like contemporary routine with pirouettes and jetes, and it's pretty good, and can't they shave, oh, I don't know, an extra eight minutes from the mugging and clowning by the judges so the dancers could have more than ten seconds for their solo routines?