"behold, the old fish plant" [very seriously, with french accent]

the prefect's fascinatingly gold-embroidered uniform

fitz's 'oh. please, help' look to arch after natasha complimented his suit (it is a very nice suit. also a very crisp haircut. yet i remain distracted by mme jobert's absolutely lovely tan coat)

ah, the inevitable corruption subplot.

fitz gets to drive to a surprising lack of complaints from arch. growth.

'who's dumb enough to tail a police car in broad daylight' and on an extremely secluded island to boot!

fitz's faces do so much of the talking. and are hilarious. and the fact that he glances at arch adoringly when she is doing her thing.

see, sometimes the soft sepia gradient is over the top. in this case, i am loving the use of the curtains in the psych's office.

...psychologists. how i loathe them. what kind of pseudoscientific bull-

and now they're bickering over who got hit on by who. hmmmmmmm

i am increasingly suspect of the prefect, but dr. death is still the greatest douche. a guy who builds a career and signs his own books and has slides and goes on spiels about the 'serial killer gene'? hmmmmmmmm