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Then I have to take back everything nice I just said about the band, as the singer's rendition of Queen's Somebody to Love causes my ears to bleed. And somewhere poor Freddie Mercury is spinning like a radiometer on a clear summer day. After I mute the sound, the dance is fine. Smooth, fluid, and elegant. Bruno begins gesticulating wildly, which is always a good sign, and I picked out the words "driven to maximum impact, fast, precise, and sexy." All good. Carrie Ann is not as verbose, saying it gave her chills. I'm hoping she meant in the "thrilling" way, not the "I've got the Asian Flu" way. Len liked the clever choreography and the movement, and deemed it fabulous. 30 points for Mel and Maks.

Looking serene...because they're wearing ear plugs.

Jennie and her boy, Derek, are next. Their video shows a stop at Disneyland. Oh...that's right. I'd almost forgotten ABC is Disney owned, because I hadn't been reminded for at least ten minutes. You know, if you cut the cross promotions out of this show, it would only be 20 minutes each week, including the results? Anyway, back on stage, the two present a tango while garbed in pseudo band uniforms. I. Don't. Get it. The dance is alright, but something isn't clicking with this pair, and it feels forced, as it has for a few weeks now. Carrie Ann comments about the absent chemistry, but says she appreciated the focus. Len disagrees, and describes the pair as vibrant. Bruno calls her "Jennie the Red Menace." I think he meant it as a compliment. The score: 28 points.

Jennie and Derek marching to the beat of their own drum.

As Helio and Julianne prepare to complete the first round, their video is shown, and Helio felt it necessary to express his appreciation to his instructor with balloons and Rascal Flatts...who I'm betting record on a label owned by Disney. I wish they had all inhaled some of the helium. It would have improved this segment immeasurably. And Rascal Flatts is a nice trio, but they're a lot harder to listen to in the car when they are carrying their instruments with them, as opposed to being pressed into a nice portable disc. The rehearsal makes Helio out to be the underdog, but we know his only problem is he's a guy. If this was any other season, he'd be a shoe in, but TPTB want a woman to win this time. The appealing pair perform a fox trot, and I note the costumers got lazy this week. All the skirts so far have been exactly the same, except for the color. Ankle length, gauzy, split panels. Apparently budget cuts have forced them to use only one pattern. The dancers' foot work isn't as crisp as it should be, but their faults are outweighed by their charisma. Len says Helio and Julianne were beautiful, except for Helio's suit, which reminds Len of a pickle. Bruno calls Helio a wizard. Carrie Ann loved the technique, and says Helio reminded her of a little leprechaun. A leprechaun with a Brazilian accent. I wonder if the country of origin changes what's in the pot-o-gold. A perfect 30.

Talented dancers or tasty gherkins?

Round two brings us Marie and Jonathon, and a saucy mambo. They give it their all, with the final move finding Marie sprawled across the lap of her brothers. And, kids, that's just weird. Ignoring the awkward moment, it was an okay performance. Lots of tricky moves, but it wasn't Marie's best effort. Bruno sputters about it being a dizzily madcap, frenetic mambo. Carrie Ann says all it needed was confetti cannons. Len comments her hips were working, and he loved the energy. 27 points.

Mel and Maks decide to take another crack at the paso doble, and Mel...what the hell is she wearing?

Dominatrix meets the fabric from Grandma's old couch.

I'm too distracted by the bizarre outfit to know if the dance was any good, or even to stare at Maks, like I normally do. We'll have to rely on the judges. Carrie Ann enjoyed the whip. What does that tell us about her? She also termed the dance "perfection." Len exclaimed they met the high expectations...but then starts singing - and I really wish I was making this up - "You can whip me if I misbehave." Yeah. I didn't need that mental image. After Bruno recovers from Len's unusual lack of decorum, he effervesces about the precise footwork and the sharp Spanish lines. A perfect 30 for the second time tonight for M&M.

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