Someone is pulling a Walter White and cooking meth. Look, everyone has to make a living somehow. No, wait. That doesn’t look like meth. That looks like, grains? Are they making cereal? Oh, well, too late, because the cooker gets cooked when an unknown assailant runs him through with a spear.
Speaking of spears, Det. Jane Rizzoli feels one through her brain as she sees her mother primping in the café to attract male attention. Jane calls it weird watching her mother try to rebound and Dr. Maura Isles’ eyes wander down, secure in the thought that she doesn’t have to rebound from anything. All she wants is right in front of her.
Maura unleashes one of her legendary fun facts and tells Jane the average woman ingests seven pounds of lip stick in her lifetime. Now, is that the average lipstick lesbian or the average tomboy homicide detective?