"YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT?"
There was another example of brilliant hair work on this episode, but I probably shouldn't talk so much about myself...
...oh, OK, just a little.
Remember the beautiful brunette woman in Goldibucks, the jewelry store? I'll bet you couldn't tell she was wearing a wig, could you? That's right. That's how we do things 'round these parts!
On to the real star of this episode. Even though we finally got to meet one of Provenza's many ex-wives, the real star was quite obviously "Frank," played by Buster the Bulldog.
One part of this zany episode included a bit where Frank the Bulldog ate a crucial piece of evidence -- a latex glove -- and our squad had to keep a good eye on him to be ready to gather it up, when it... er... reappeared.
Of course, the problem was that we couldn't actually feed the dog a real latex glove. So, our amazing Prop Master, Christopher Redmond, came up with an ingenious solution. I asked him to explain the very technical and scientific method he used to create a safe, edible, latex glove photo double:
CHRIS REDMOND: Here's how it went down. I told my wife Maura, who is a recovering A.D., what I needed to have happen. And since she's now a trained chef, she knew immediately what the answer was, which was a wonton wrapper. When you purchase it, it's brittle and crisp, but you dip it in water and it instantly becomes floppy, just like a rubber glove. So, instead of using water, we used beef bouillon to up the odds with the dog. We took the wonton wrappers, dipped them into beef bouillon, and they went soft. We patted them dry so they looked like a glove, and the dog ate 'em. The dog would've eaten 'em all day long.
Ah, the tricks of the trade.
I have a special place in my heart for Redmond, because basically, we both dress like giant toddlers. And he's a father of two!
This episode marked the directorial debut of our very own Jon Tenney. You may know him as Special Agent Fritz Howard of the F.B.I., married to one Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the L.A.P.D. Jon did an amazing job, and watching him in action was so fun. He was like a kid in a candy store!
Or, maybe, like a Bulldog in a beefy glove store.
You be the judge.