Ashley DiLello is up next, and we're reminded how she was constantly compared unfavorably to her sex mountain of a husband, Ryan. Cat tells us the dynamic hasn't changed in Vegas. Not to be catty and stereotypical, but can she just get cut so we can concentrate on only Ryan? ...more so than we already do? She's not even bad, I just can't see her getting good enough where her narrative is anything but "Still not better than her husband." But no, Nigel says the judges think she's improved tremendously over the week, and she's still in. Her pink-shirted husband runs up the aisle to hug her. Why am I getting the feeling the script is about to get flipped and Ryan's getting cut?
After the break, we get a bizarrely cheesecakey montage of the girls hanging out at the pool. You're welcome, One Straight Guy Who Watches This Show. Pauline returns from the hospital with a sprained ankle -- she needs to stay off it for two days. She's gotta make her case to the judges, but I guess we'll see that later.
The guys now take up the Broadway reins, and Ryan DiLello is in the first group. The pink button-down is now fully unbuttoned, and already this season is promising to be the shirt-offiest one yet. The boys' routine is set to Billy Joel's "It's Still Rock n Roll to Me," which is kind of perfectly Tyce in its way. Adam watches Ryan perform and says, "I need to go to the gym right now." Adam, you are perfect the way you are and call me. Ryan's performance seems lacking, to me, but he does pull the shirt fully off with some panache, pleasing the hell out of Mia, Debbie, and Adam. I may spend my life trying to please the hell out of those three. Nigel jokes that Ryan should remember he's a married man, then jokes (but not really) that he should button up. Ryan obliges, with the bottom-most button, drawing more approval from the panel. Doesn't it make me feel cheap that I'm enjoying this so much? Yes. Your point? Anyway, Ryan gets six yes votes! Whammy avoided!
Montage o' Success: It looks like Kevin the hip-hopper and barely-legal Nathan Trasoras, among others, impress the judges. I guess we assume they advanced? Dominic Pearson, who was injured in Vegas in Season 4, has been doing quite well this time around. He seems enthusiastic but not irritating, which is a good balance for a dancer to have. His group dances, but Tyce seems displeased. "He's not on it," observes Mia. At the end of the routine, Dominic flails at the edge of the stage and "falls" off. A little ham-and-cheese but the judges seem to appreciate it. It's the dancing that was lacking -- he's out. Dominic proceeds to break the fuck down, and Debbie needs to put on her best Claire Huxtable to tell him to pull it together. Nigel straight-up tells him to quit crying and toughen up. I do like that about this show -- they're not afraid to nip TV-friendly but off-putting behaviors in the bud.