"Who's Lou? We're you born yesterday?" Kitty asked him harshly.
"Um..." Nolan looked away for a moment, "Yes."
"Look, listen, and learn." Lydia, Kitty, and Tuesday do the same movements and motion toward a high platform.
A spotlight shines, showing a silhouette of a male doll posing.
All the dolls cheer as they start chanting a name, "Lou! Lou! Lou! Lou!"
The Uglydolls and Isabella looked confused.
"Lou?" Isabella repeats as she starts to think to herself, "I feel like I've heard that name before."
"I love you, Lou!" Tuesday cheers.
"Freebird!" a male doll adds.
Fireworks went off and music started to play as all the dolls move out of the way and stand in a line. Some special effects went off as well. Lou turned over his shoulder as he started to sing.
Lou: I know you hope to go to the Big You-Know-Where.
The crowd faints as he turns to face them.
Lou: And you're here to try to earn your ticket there.
Some robots push them back up.
Lou: Better listen now or you haven't got a prayer.
Lou posed as fire effects went off behind him.
Lou: Lemme break it down. Ooh!
He dances around as he walks down the stairs, fixing his collar. He poses once he reaches the bottom of the stairs and starts dancing along the runway.
The Uglydolls stare at him in amazement as Isabella looks a bit confused. Dolls around them stare at the Uglydolls in disgust.
"I need to get closer." Isabella says before moving her way up, the Uglydolls following her.
Lou walks along the runway before posing again.
Lou: If you want someone to love ya, babe, ya gotta look like me.
Backup singers: Like me.
He leans close to a doll, who faints again.
Lou: I mean flawless, pure perfection, upper-shelf.
Backup singers: Upper shelf.
He does some sort of moonwalk.
Lou: And my first impression of ya, as far as I can see.
Backup singers: Can't see.
Lou: Is you simply can't compete with my sweet self.
Lou does a cute pose.
Backup singers: You sweet self.
Lou turned to some dolls who were lined up.
Lou: Is your hair as slick as mine?
Backup singers: No!
Lou: Are your glutes as tight as mine?
Backup singers: No!
Lou: Are the moves you got as drop-dead hot as this?
He danced off.
Backup singers: No! No, they ain't!
Lou: Is your profile half this fine?
Backup singers: No!
Lou: If not, lemme hit you with the bottom line.
