And now the boys, because no one asked.
Joe: desperate to make a go of it with Lucie. She finds him as about as alluring as a loo brush, but he was useful when Tommy went chasing MM and she needed to compete with Amy. He's toast tomorrow.
Anton: I hope he finds what he's looking for. He won't find it in a pair of bikini bottoms, I fear. Sweet guy though.
Danny: the Rich Tea biscuit of men.
Curtis: his agent already has the manuscript of his self-help book for the Millennial generation. Invaluable guidance on how to construct a veneer of wisdom while adding absolutely no value in any situation. Envies his shorter, more talented brother; this is evident in how often he references the fact he's a 'big guy'.
Jordan: seems very pleased with himself for someone who took a photo of Sideshow Bob to the hairdresser.
Tom: looks like a simulation of the lovechild Curtis and Joe would have should science allow.
Michael: so sexy I intend to build a time machine, go back a few months and start a fire in Liverpool, in the hope that he might attend.