CAN YOU IMAGINE THE CONVERSATION IF L'IL C AND DEBBIE ALLEN WENT OUT FOR DINNER? So the SYTYCD Sorting Hat had one really big faux pas tonight (a Draco-Malfoy-assigned-to-Hufflepuff-caliber mistake) and one big triumphant victory (Travis Wall returns!), but otherwise did acceptably well across the board. More detail tomorrow, but I think that with maybe one exception (wasn't it nice to see Evan doing his sweet old-fashioned riff rather than running around trying to be tall or forcing Nigel to come up with more politically correct phrasings than dude, you are the whitest white guy ever placed upon this earth), the solos didn't move the needle much and tonight will stand or fall on the new partnerships plus residual goodwill.
It's tough to imagine an outcome that doesn't send Dulcinea and My Twee Matador home tomorrow night, but hey, America's got the power now, and who knows what she'll do with it?
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