Thank god for Syrlya. If Lambert doesn't hate Peridot already thanks to Strange's tattling, she'll have to remember to thank him for the recommendation next time she sees him.

"It was in the wake of this scorn that the Furies of Eden were born, a gathering of Honorables that could no longer see the wisdom in their Maker’s plan," Peridot intones seriously, suddenly recalling the info that was passed around back at the Athenaeum. "That's what you said, right? You're the Furies."