Oh it made sense that Percy would take the threat as a challenge. It was Percy after all. A man who was all about appearances, even if it were just part of the ruse and having made a name for himself... who wouldn't want to know? And given all of the fictional lives in this place, it was a very real possibility. Just like seeing how their story seemed to influence the stories Henry had told her of. Perhaps Percy really was the first superhero after all.
The comment on the actress' hair color was met with an eye roll. Leave it to Percy to make a connection between that and personality. She was quite familiar with proper cuts and colors, what was flattering. Not just from living with the man and hearing him go on and on while shutting her out, but from costuming with Marie, figuring out costumes for parts in shows.
"Really? It is all the hair color that makes the casting inaccurate. I would put it to the characterization and writing as well."
Because Marguerite was deeply offended by the stupidity of her brunette counterpart. But at least it wasn't just her. Because Percy was very much not the Percy she had fallen in love with. The barbs and jabs were so much colder, harsher. The bitterness and pride obvious between the two. There was no cold mask of indifference out of the public eye, just distance. And at least in all of her husband's inane actions, he was still a personable person in the mind of the public as opposed to dull and insulting and more like the aristos she hated from home.
"Clearly he is going with audacity. I do approve of the use of his clothing to hide things though." Because if anything, that was a lovely play on props and the utilization of space. The lack of response in terms of Armand was upsetting. The boy was working for the Pimpernel. Yes, a role had to be maintained, but Marguerite distinctly could recall Percy breaking that role when he learned the truth on the footbridge. Yes, her back had been to him as he had told her to, but it hadn't been the Pimpernel who spoke and swore not to let harm come to her brother, but Percy. Marguerite had just been convinced she was hearing what she had wanted to in that moment... but this man... even knowing that his disappearance early the following morning...
But it did seem that the most perturbing characterization was that of Chauvelin. Older than she was used to, and seemingly sympathetic... or at least having some form of compassion. Or... something. Marguerite still couldn't tell.
"....So him apparently defending brunette me is not a hallucination and sign that the fever is coming back?"
So. Very. Disturbing. The reunion in the jail made sense and was familiar with the reunion she and Percy had had in Lawrence as they had not gotten that far, but being nothing more than a damsel in distress? And her brother being used as a plot device? It was just insulting. So hopefully the following five episodes wouldn't be nearly as insulting.