I honestly don’t mind Twinks’ histrionics any more. In that house they’re kind of justified. Which is weird to me because I previously said: I will never like Twinks. But I’m ok with her.
I still detest Phillip and Rochelle and wish they were up this week. You could tell in that diary room moment when R was bemoaning having a tomahawk steak that the Queen of Scotty Road actually loathes her. It’s all there, behind the eyes.