Late one Tuesday afternoon, the members of Pep*Squad woke up, dragged themselves off the floor of an abandoned Chuck E Cheese, stared into each other's bloodshot eyes, and asked the question that had haunted them for more than a decade: "Do the kids still dance?" 

As if summoned by dark forces beyond comprehension, they once more take to the stage on an unholy mission to whip the dancefloor into a wild hedonistic frenzy. You alone can heed their call. You alone can answer the eternal question that rages like a fire in their very hearts. 

"Do the kids still dance?"