Jackknife is in her lab with Wheeljack and Perceptor both, the three of them chatting about which would be easier and quicker to produce, a flame proof armor or a flame retarding paint. They have been talking for some time it seems as they each have a cup of energon and are sitting around one of her work tables. Jackknife sighs softly, "Please gentlemechs, please..." she implores softly, "Can we please come to a consensus rather than one vote each way and one indecisive vote?" Wheeljack rubs at the chin of his facemask, "Know my vote, armor would be interesting to try."