Back at stately Randolph Manor -- I wonder if all of the houses on this show will have gates? -- the local crime scene examiner walks Lisbon, Jane, Cho and Rigsby through the murders, constantly asking them to get out of his way in a not-quite-polite way, and not exactly showing respect for the dead. Saying that Tannen was there for a "Richard Gere and ice cream orgy" -- which makes me wonder how he knew Tannen was gay, since they all just found out -- he almost gleefully re-creates the golf club swing that did him in, complete with sound effect. Jane loses interest and wanders into the bedroom, taking in the blood-stained mattress, the photo of Randolph, her husband and his brother on her mirror and the bloody smiley face on the wall. The music swells to...
Five years earlier! On a darkened stage, Jane tells a woman in the audience that her deceased loved one is asking for forgiveness, and she forgives him, and he's happy, and she cries and cries, and then Jane snaps back and says the spirit is gone. Everyone claps, and the lights come up, and it turns out he's on a talk show with a fairly obnoxious duo who ask him about his work with the police, calling him a "psychic detective." It turns out he's helping the cops track down a high-profile serial murderer named Redjohn. Hey, that's the same guy that they're tracking now! So why didn't Dr. Wagner recognize the na--
...And we're back in the room, as the crime scene guy comes in and gleefully shows off the Redjohn smiley face. He's literally thrilled to finally see one. Unfortunately, Jane tells them all it's not Redjohn, because the smiley face is on the wrong wall. It should have been the first thing they saw, because that's how Redjohn works, but instead it was the last thing they saw, after the body -- they actually had to enter the room and turn around to look at it. Makes sense to me, but the crime scene guy isn't buying it. Jane calls him a ghoul, and guesses that he gets turned on reading Fangoria -- the ghoul doesn't exactly deny it. When Lisbon tells him to simmer down, Jane drops the line of the night before storming out: "I'm sorry, he irks me. He's irksome." Oh, snap! Who says "irksome" any more? It works for Jane, but I don't think I could pull it off.
Back at their temporary headquarters (where Agent Van Pelt has done a bang-up job), Lisbon, Cho and Rigsby watch tapes of previous Redjohn crime scenes, and decides that Jane may have a point, although they admit it could mean anything. As Cho and Rigsby go to question the hubby, Lisbon calls Jane and tells him he may be right, and that he should come by the station. He's already there, strolling in as soon as she hangs up on him and meeting newbie Van Pelt for the first time. He takes the desk that has more light, because more light is always good. He and Lisbon have playfully antagonistic banter. Awwww.