Wasn't that opening episode of Ugly Betty brilliant? We were completely sucked in by the Santos thing, and surprised but happy that he'd survived. The final scene with Hilda crying on the bed was just a kick in the gut, realising it had all been in her head, that he really was gone. So upsetting. I think I shed a tear or two.
And Mark is as fab as ever, and now has Justin around to be his little swishy padawan. Bless.
