The cat actually spoke. Shit just got serious.

With the way that cat is sitting, I think he is more like a furry child than an actual cat.

Again, here we see Mesh deal with a romantic rival while Agatha finny understands what it feels like to be appreciated.

Mesh has the face of a man who has everything going exactly his way.

There we go. But let’s be real, I don’t think he minded that much.

Mesh has to get rid of the competition for Agatha’s heart. Preferably in a small glass jar.

Basically, he wants to work with you because you are a genius.

(And Agatha has yet to realize that she is, once again, under-dressed)

Hey Mesh. Don’t mind me. Just trouble in paradise.

I have never once wanted more/less information that this moment right now.

While I am wondering where Heathcliff came from, Agatha is about to murder a man.

Agatha threatens Moloch. Moloch threatens Agatha. This is how partnership works.

They are in a high tense situation where they need to work together or else die. They may be used to each other, but like hell are they prepared to try and do this.

Is that a gay joke, or a “weird taste in women” joke? You decide.

That…sounds pretty stupid. Go back to the clockwork gadget men.

Write them out girl. Anything to get the Baron off of your back.

Looks like Moloch is warming up to Agatha, just a little anyway. Seeing how her nighttime machinery is still working.

While this place needs high connections, they mainly focus on science and achievement. Zulenna is actually at a disadvantage here.

She beat you. Agatha beat you, and you can’t say shit about it.

Oh Snap. Agatha is on the Attack.

Fencing is a sport. People who master it are highly trained athletes. I don’t deny that.

But I’m pretty sure that someone who is a master at sledgehammers can take defeat fencers. Don’t be an ass to different styles of fighting.