Patrick continues to mess with peoples emotions it seems, now back with the ever so naïve Hazel. Don't expect it to last, this is Patrick we're talking about. He'll be on another pair of tits in the time it takes you to say hello. - Which, by the way, takes you ages.

Patrick, if you love tits so much. Buy a pair of bolt-ons.

Talking of Patrick, it seems he's upset with Charles for bugging his precious little sister. (Honey, Harper is gone. She's not coming back, move on.) It seems Charles won't leave Niamh alone in his attempts to help, and it's causing problems.

He also went to see Arlene, and she doesn’t seem the best at her job. Perhaps you should quit while you still have a head, woman. He had a little sob and a cry, all useless in the end. You didn't make any headway rather than establish that Ana is dead.

Tarika is still lonely enough to be talking to a damn cat. Really, girl, get some friends. Are you even trying to learn English? Pfft, typical.

Alex has started to tolerate Tony. Like an old man tolerates immigrants. Just smile and wave boys, smile and wave.

Oh and Tony, just start banging Will already. The sexual tension is palpable enough now.

The new X-Men have been chosen, and they look about as amazing as mice in hot dog costumes. You've got a psychopath, two crazy people and an Aussie. It's a match made in hell. Can't wait to see them argue over who gets to lead. I wonder how much The Danger Room broke them...

Oh, and Steve continues to be a whiny selfish arse. There's always that.