We open this week on a dark rainy night in the loft. Things look bleak, and are looking bleaker as our choreographer Laurie Ann shows up to the loft with a very serious look on her face. She gathers all the girls together in the room to drop her bombshell. “At this junction in the road, you all have to pack up your things. Leave nothing behind in the house. Because… Diddy’s taking you to Miami!� Cue the loudest collective girl scream in the world. And it must have taken everything Laurie Ann had to keep it in until then because when she finally gets the word Miami out of her mouth she flies into this epileptic dance seizure. It was Boom! Cat! madness. Madness I tell you.

So after the girls are finished screaming and jumping up and down, they pack their things and get ready for the trip. But instead of a private jet, or even the Diddy copter, they all load up onto a bus and it's time for a road trip! It’s Crosby and Hope writ large, and with chicks. Diddy, being the ultimate businessman, has them do stop offs on the road at radio stations to plug the show. We see the girls in DC for an interview on the local hip hop station. And they even give them a taste of what’s to come with a little rendition of the ooh la la song that they butchered last episode and led to Chelsea’s demise.

Jazz hands!!!!

From there they get to Orlando and Johnny Wright's “compound� where he makes all his magic happen. As cool as his compound may be, it’s still in Orlando. It’s like placing the hottest strip club in the world in Langdon, Kansas. I can only assume that years ago when he was deciding on where to build his studio/house he must’ve thought “F Miami, Orlando is going to be the next hot spot!� On the bright side, if anyone ever gets a hankering for a ride on some teapots, Disney World is just down the street.