Hugh's gone and we're lost. Patrick says the oracle bones indicate we've angered him, and maybe he'll return if we punish ourselves, so we're watching Descendents. As far as I can tell, this movie is analytically devised to make you hate music, so watch it with the sound off unless you're also sacrificing your ability to appreciate a broad category of human endeavor to appease a fickle djinn. Anyways, I've gotta go self-flagellate and cry pain tears on Hugh's photo in a ritual of psychic reconciliation for whatever I did to make him go away, so enjoy the episode.