That cute accountant serial-killer Steve delivers more Kermitty yacht-rock vocals, but doesn't get through. Who does is a mohawk and... People hugging. Then a bunch of other people get cut, people to whom Ryan refers as "familiar faces" but I'm not so sure about that. Then a bunch of nerds go away, and the bellydancer Heidi goes home, and a scarf on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Casey tells us that it's really sad but that he didn't really know any of them, which sums up Day One nicely.
160 people all told, and then Day Two is the other half. Group Night, I feel like you are five entire days away and all I want to do is get to you.
Hot guy, hot girl, both of whom have been vomiting. Tiny thing, drinking water. Then Tila Tequila pisses off J. Lo, and then some people screaming by accident. Then a bunch of people breaking the Simon Rule about forgetting the words. A tiny person and a haircut fucking up all over the place, and the judges getting bored. Ryan calls it "the horrors of the morning." Just let it touch your cheek before it leaves, baby.
That super cute couple, the sweet exes that duetted, are rooming with the '80s cokehead couple! That is excellent. Consider it for a second.
Last time on Baby, You're A Firework!...
Rob: "...But why do all the pictures of your mom have the eyes burnt out?"
Jacquelyn: "TENNIS ANYONE?"
Nick: "I have been praying about this for a week, and I have something to tell you."
Chelsee: "Why does my drink taste funny?"
Rob: "Why are there swimsuits laid out on our beds? These are not my trunks."
Jacquelyn: "...I JUST WROTE SIXTY THANK YOU NOTES! MAMA NEEDS A TEQUILA SUNRISE!"
Nick: "We all just need to get to know each other better. You've got a lot of tension in your shoulders... That's better, right? That feels good."
Chelsee: "...Wait, this place has a hot tub?"
Jacquelyn: "I JUST FEEL REALLY CLOSE TO YOU RIGHT NOW."
So first is Rob, the boy of the exes, and he sounds kind of sad but his entire ticket is based on tone, not energy, and he's singing "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" so it's fine. Chelsee, the ex with the fantastic voice, also knows how to use a microphone to its best effect. (Her ugly moonboots, not so much.) But we like them, don't we? And they both get through. How do you just give away the concept of kissing Rob? I would think that would be worth six more months at least.