Wait no! don't lose Skifander yet! But a new week beckons.
Ohohohooo, an evil organ.
Maybe it isn't strictly evil, if Lucrezia's incarnation does not approve of it. But look at it, that thing is evil. And the bench is a crate? Tsk, sparks. The bench also needs embellishment. Steam-assisted lift at the very least?
I know who I'd like to see playing it, though. Young Miss Clay has neglected her music studies of late, not even humming any more.