"I had a chat with Link's record company this morning," Corny said, to begin Tuesday afternoon's show. "We are holding a contest Friday to determined who will be going on the first ever… CORNY COLLINS SHOW TOUR!"

The female council members shrieked with delight.

"Our top 6 dancers and top 6 singers - 3 of each sex for each – will get to go on tour with our lovely Link and Tracy, along with our show's manger, me, and my co-host & fiancée, Maybelle."

As the screams finally quieted, Corny smiled charismatically into the camera, and Maybelle took over.

"And audience members, we haven't forgotten you!" she said. "Come join the nicest kids in town for that friendly competition! Who knows? Maybe you'll be one of the lucky four singers or dancers who get a six month membership on the council, AND a free, all-expenses paid tour trip, courtesy of our new co-sponsor, Solo Flite Record Company!"

"So start practicing now for Friday," Corny joined in. "Be there, or be square!"

The council members all laughed and clapped.

"Okay, council, take it away!" Corny said.

Happy to oblige, they did so, dancing to an upbeat tune. Many of the council members were silently vowing to work harder, to get ready for the competition and to go on tour. Those who had to work the hardest were Seaweed and Inez.

When the show ended, Tracy, Link, Seaweed, and Lil' Inez got into Seaweed and Link's cars to drive over to Penny's house.

"Penny, didja see?" Tracy shrieked.

"Are you going to audition?" Seaweed asked, hopefully.

"Didn't Momma look good?" Inez inquired.

"How's my hair?" Link fretted.

Everybody laughed.

Penny thought for a moment, trying to answer. "Uh, yes… I saw. Link, your hair's fine. Maybelle looked awesome," Penny promised, giving Inez a hug. "And so did you, cutie. And, Seaweed," Penny continued, her face glowing with a particular adventurousness, "if you're going, so am I!"

Seaweed, euphoric, swept her up in a hug and kissed her passionately. "Baby, just think – you and me, together in a bus for two weeks, seeing the country, and seeing our love grow." He noted with pride that the rose he had given her was sitting on her desk, with the note still attached.

"That sounds amazing," Penny breathed, leaning into him. "I can't wait."

Link checked Tracy's watch.

"Well, uh, we'd better get going," he said pointedly to Tracy. "Practice up, guys. See ya tomorrow."

Tracy give him a look – what a sad excuse – but allowed herself to be pulled away. "See ya later, guys! Have… fun!"

"Bye," Penny and Seaweed chirped in unison.

Sitting on the couch together, Seaweed began to explain some dance moves to Penny. They stood to practice them, but Penny was having trouble with his quick, jolting moves and couldn't keep up.

"Maybe we'd better audition as singers," Seaweed suggested. "Then, Inez can get to spotlight. Plus, we'll get a better chance of getting to go—"

Standing silently in the doorway, Michael asked, "Go where, Penny?"