And they can't change the results, but all the dancers are going to be dancing solos tonight. Courtney's up first, doing backwards somersaults, writhing and spinning. Mark plays around with his suspenders, hops around, acts like a bird (his hair helps in the portrayal). Katee lies on the floor, reaches up to the ceiling, gets up, pirouettes... I want to say arabesque? I can safely say there was no lambada.
After a commercial break, Joshua pops and locks his way out of a chair. Very well done. I know we've seen it a lot, but I could watch this for the entire hour. Chelsie does some high kicking and country hoedown dancing. Twitch does his usual Twitchiness to "Don't Worry, Be Happy." God, that song is twenty years old, now. I have to admit that, much like Cat, it puts a smile on my face.
Hey, you wanna talk about putting smiles on faces? Cat introduces us to a dancer she figures we'll be seeing as a contestant in future years (this is presuming Skynet doesn't kill us all in the meantime): the pint-sized Lil' Demon, a little kid, comes out to breakdance to Afrika Bambaataa's "Planet Rock." I WANT TO ADOPT THIS CHILD. He spins on his head, does backflips, does cartwheels, does the worm. Handsprings. This is why fathers love to put their sons in dance classes!
After he's done, Cat brings him over, and given that he only comes up to her waist, she hoists him up so she can interview him. He's six. He's been dancing for two years. His brother is teaching him, but he knows better than his brother. Also, he can read off a cue card ("Don't go anywhere!" he tells us as we head into a commercial break), which makes him at least as qualified to host Saturday Night Live as Christopher Walken.
The women are up first, all in various shades and permutations of black and white. To recap: everyone was awesome. And safe, and thus in the finale, is Katee. Cat tells the other two to hang in there, because we're going to find out who's going to be joining her after the break. Courtney and Chelsie do the requisite feigned surprise/annoyance upon the news that we have to suffer through some more commercials.