It isn’t just the teens exploring their angsty sides this week. Oh no. The olds have their share of problems too. Kate is still on the lam. It’s gotta sting slightly, right? She is being pursued by a band of incredibly good-looking teens. It’s like turning around to discover a Noxzema ad is after you. Other adults feeling the hurt this week include Peter. Now that he’s out his millions, he spends a fair portion of the episode bemoaning his poverty-stricken state. If we’d spent more time with Peter swimming around a Scrooge-McDuck-sized money bank cackling with delight, this might resonate a wee bit more. Still, I feel you, dude. Now it looks like he might need to go seek employment. It’s a tough reality, I’m sure, but if it will keep him in bronzer and deep-cut v-neck tee-shirts, I know he’s man enough to take one for the team. Lydia is doing most of the sleuthing this week, with an accidental assist from Stiles. They spend a fair chunk of the episode pursuing a red herring. Now, when I say red herring, what I actually mean is a murderous-looking dude with no actual mouth (hence the episode’s title). It is gnarly. It turns out that while he is still deadly, he isn’t after the gang. He’s after Sean, the Wendigo, who he quickly dispatches. But, because nothing is ever easy in Beacon Hills, Scott manages to bite Liam as they all struggle to put down Sean. Scott, turning your biggest adversary into a werewolf is a terrible plan, you loveable yet foolish scamp. This episode is the strongest the season’s had so far. The first two were cool, but they worked better if viewed as separate more cinematic adventures. This episode really reconnects the ensemble and ups the personal stakes for everyone in a way I didn’t even realize we so desperately needed. We care about the team again! Werewolf bites all around!