Good morning, all, it's Clare again hoping you have quite recovered from this weekend and aren't, for example, anxious to take revenge upon others just because their guests were beastly.

*chittering*

I am not sweating.

In classes, Battle Tactics learned about changing direction after a course has been laid out, Badass Bitches learned lockpicking and I am quite glad Michelle has returned to Derry, and Cultural Studies studied lady spies. On the telly. And I did not have a mental breakdown in Cupcake class, Leroy.

In town, Lucifer and Octavia had a dinner date, Dwight made a clothing order at T&C, Kiem stopped into Furnado to talk about Sakaki's guest for the weekend. Mr. McGarrett and Mr. Williams talked about their guests this weekend, and Mr. Gooseman ran around the island, presumably to make sure everyone's guests had left. Lucille stopped by Pick Your Poison to tell Margo that the store used to actually sell poison what is wrong with you, maybe I should go to the Trooper Station about it since all they are doing is email. Illyana was looking for a job at the Magic Box--check that they don't tell poison, too--Caritas had apple-themed drinks so make sure those weren't poison too, erm, too. And Mr. Gooseman stopped by Covent Gardens to pick up a plant for his home. Make sure it's not one that sings, unless that's what you wanted.

And that's everything! This is Clare, who, again, did not try to steal anyone's mobile in order to marry Robbie Williams. Farewell!