When Blaine, Mike, and Venus perform 'You Should Be Dancing' in the auditorium, Venus could see all the disgusted looks at the song they were singing. When they finish, Mr. Schue claps for them and walks up to the stage with a happy, but confused, look on his face. "Wow, guys, what brought this on?" He asks them. "Well, we know this year's nationals theme was "Vintage," so we thought we needed something old, but something with a lot of energy." Blaine explains. "So we thought: disco." Venus cuts in, bouncing happily.
"Absolutely." Mr. Schue agrees. "I don't know if I ever told you guys this, but back when I was in Glee Club, we took it all the way to nationals with the pure power of unadulterated disco." He says, facing the rest of the New Directions. "Um, well, there's only one problem with that idea." Puck says. "And what's that?" Mr. Schue questions. "Disco sucks!" They all say at the same time. Venus gasps, offended. "I like disco." She whispers to Blaine, him nodding his head.
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Venus was sitting with Sam, listening to Puck talk about his 'Noah's Ark Pool Cleaning Service'. "If Noah's Ark Pool Cleaning Service can do 20 pools a week at 50 bucks a pop, I'm making..." Puck says, trailing off. Do you even know how to use a calculator?" Artie asks, making Venus snort, then look away when Puck glares at her. She catches Mr. Schue looking over at them, but mostly at Finn, before looking at Mercedes.
She gets up, unnoticed, and walks to him and looks at the figures of the supposed New Directions. When she looks closer, she can see pictures of them on the figures. "This is kinda creepy Mr. Schue." She says, startling him out of his gaze at Santana. "W-what?" He asks, taken off guard. "These." She says, gesturing to the figures. "O-oh." He says, looking to the side out of embarrassment.
She picks up one of them, and shows it towards him. "Can I keep this one?" She asks him with a smile. "Why?" He asks her. "No reason." She says quickly. "U-um no. I need those." He tells her, taking it out of her hand. "O-kay." She says with fake disappointment. She goes back to Sam and sighs. "What's wrong?" He asks her. "He wouldn't let me keep one of his dolls." She says pointing at Mr. Schue. "Why'd you want one?" He asks her curiously. "Because it was you." She tells him pouting.
"Why does he have a doll of me?" He asks her. "I don't know." She shrugs. "Does he have one of you?" He asks. "Yeah. He has one of all of us." She tells him, looking over at Mr. Schue. "That's weird." He says. "That's what I told him." She says, looking back at him. ''Oh well." He shrugs, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her against him.
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"Did someone steal our floor?" Brittany says, walking through the door with Blaine, Venus, and Santana. When Blaine and Venus see the floor, they both smile at the floor then at each other, excited. "Don't worry, we'll have it back by the end of the week." Mr. Schue tells her. "In the meantime, Sue has lent us her..." He's cut off by Sue. "...my very own personal, one-of-a-kind, lit-from- within, shatterproof, Plexiglas dance floor. Modeled, of course, on the dance floor immortalized by a young, musky John Travolta at the height of his potency in the legendary dansical Saturday Night Fever." She tells them smugly.
"Coach Sylvester, while we applaud your proper use of the terminology, we told Mr. Shue we do not support disco in this room." Rachel tells her. "Ah, but some of you do." Mr. Schue says, looking at the excited Venus and Blaine. "So for this week's assignment, we are going back in time... to the songs of 'Saturday Night Fever'." He tells them. "Come on, Mr. Shue. That's, like, a record our parents listen to." Finn says, as Venus elbows him in the ribs. "That album, teen Solomon Grundy, is one of the best-selling soundtracks of all time." Sue tells Finn.
"Tony Manero's story is your story. He's a guy who works at a paint store, struggling to figure out his life. And the only time he feels sure about himself is when he's performing on the dance floor. He has a dream. To get out of his old neighborhood in Brooklyn and get to New York City. And by the end of the movie, that's what he's done. He's turned his dream into a plan." Mr. Schue tells them. "So why the dance floor?" Kurt asks, confused.
"Well, Porcelain, because we're going to start with a dance-off. And the winner will receive a replica of John Travolta's iconic white polyester suit, which I am having a cadre of expert Viennese tailors painstakingly reproduce." Sue explains, holding up a figure of John Travolta in a white polyester suit. "Where do they keep getting these figures from?" Venus mutters to herself.
"Oh, my God, I need that suit!" Kurt exclaims, excitedly. "Oh, I bet that's worth a lot of money." Mike comments. "I would totally put that suit on... eBay." Puck says, as Venus and Blaine glare at him. "So you just want us to start dancing like Soul Train-style?" Mercedes asks, still not liking the idea. "Uh, no, actually, Sue and I will start us off. We actually met with Joe and Blaine beforehand. Just get up when you're ready. And everyone has to participate. Everyone, Puck." He says, pointing at Puck, who grumbles. "All right, hit it." Mr. Schue says, pointing to the band.
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With everyone having a chance to shine, it was time for Mr Schue to reveal who was in the running for the white suit. "Okay, officially, officially, you guys are amazing! I was just conferring with my co-judge and our three finalists for the suit are... Santana Lopez... Mercedes Jones... and Finn Hudson." Mr. Schue says, as Finn looks at him confused. When everyone hesitantly cheered, he smiled, looking pleased with himself. Venus pat him on the back, happy, but also jealous, for him.
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Santana was up and she was singing 'If I Can't Have You'. While she was singing, Sam and Venus were swaying to the song and singing it to each other. When she finished, they all clapped for her. "Incredible. And I could see exactly where you were going with it. This was more than just a beautiful love song to Brittany. It's also a powerful way to convey your dream that marriage equality will someday be a reality for everyone, and you're off to law school to make it happen! Amazing." Mr. Schue says happily. Venus looks at him confused, wondering where he got that from.
"Of course I want marriage equality. And yeah, Brittany will always be my girlfriend." Santana says, looking confused. "Score!" Brittany says. "But my mistress is fame. And that song was all about how I can't live withouts my fame." She tells him. "Then I'll have to say I'm disappointed in you." Mr. Schue tells her. "Fame is not something to aspire to." He continues. "How about you save the lecture for the theater nerds that are gonna starve in New York while desperately trying to tap-dance their way into the chorus of Godspell? No offense, Gayberry." Santana says, looking at Rachel.
"And everyone can stop their hating, because you all want to be famous, too. The only difference is that I'm a thousand percent sure that I'm actually going to be famous, just like I'm a thousand percent sure that our Man/Child piano player keeps a petite Eurasian locked in a trunk underneath his bed. Sorry, Chang." She says, looking at Tina. "Write this down-- 'cause there will be a quiz-- I'm gonna be famous. If it's the last thing I do." She tells them.
