Ah, the modern metrosexual bromance: a few lattes; a candle-lit vegetarian dinner or two, complete with white wine and double entendres…
…and the next thing you know you’re teamed in a cage fight.
It's like a joke that begins, "what does a Blutbad bring to the third date?"
It wasn’t the best Grimm ever, but you really can’t go wrong with cage fighting, even of the fully-clothed variety. Nick and Monroe continue to be adorable--even their gladiatorial skills are adorable--but while the this week's prize for the un-grimmness of Grimm goes to Monroe pulling the thorn nail out of the lion's guy's hand paw, the prize for hotness and badassery has to go to the mysterious Captain Renard.
Prizes also given if you can point me towards a) some h/c codas for the ep.--poor Monroe, he had to be hurting in both body and soul; or b) icon, preferably of the spooky woods.