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So we're bribing cops now?

Let's call it "making friends."

Hmm. Do friends use police scanners

to learn each other's coffee orders?

If they're ride-or-die, they do.

Besides, we need someone on the inside

to run plates and let us peek at files.

Xiao's a bust, but Perez...

Perez shows promise.

Ah, well, let's just find his desk,

deliver the goods,

and get the hell out of here before we run into--

Ugh... what are you doing here?

Looking for you.

A token of our appreciation for everything

you've done for us.

Ahh.

Oat milk...

refined white sugar...

You can taste what kind of sugar?

You're trying to woo Perez!

What? Why would you even say that?

Thought so.

If Perez were here, he would say the same thing--

we are not a resource for wannabe P.I.s.

What?

"Wannabes"?

Tell that to the license hanging on our wall!

Not your finest work, honey.

Yeah, the caffeine hasn't kicked in yet.

[Will} "He looks so sweet I could eat him."

"Agreed!"

What's with the puppets?

Oh, you mean "Sock-rates" and "Play-toe"?

They helped me put Flapjack to sleep.

We almost made it through the allegory of the cave.

So it was good this morning, huh?

"Dex was great!

Will ate all your mini quiches."

And a package arrived.

You ate all the quiches?

Well, they're mini.

It's Mom's ashes.

Aw. Honey, I'm sorry.

They finally got here.

Even in death,

she managed to talk the Thai government

into an extended vacay.

- Mm? - I'm good.

I swear. I've had time to process.

This is what happens

when you mix tequila and parasailing.

So, uh, what do you want to do with 'em?

I have an in with his holiness at the Dharma Centre,

if you want.

Mom wasn't much for ceremonies.

Yeah, but ceremonies are for the living--

it's like a final act of love.

Or we keep it simple,

and spread her ashes in her favourite place.

You think Caesar's will let me sprinkle her into the ashtrays?

Oh. Our client's almost here.

Man, if my mom showed up in a box,

I'd crank "Bohemian Rhapsody"

and crawl into bed with a box of Eggos.

Yeah, Angie and Nora's relationship was...

complicated.

When did you last see her?

Oh, I don't know, about five years ago?

Just after the wedding.

Well, if she was at your wedding,

you have footage of her-- I.R.L., on VHS.

We didn't get married in the '80s!

And the video got lost in the move.

Wait, you lost your wedding video?

- Yeah. - How?

You label things!

Yeah. I do. "Don't touch, Will,"

but it never seems to work.

Why do you care about our wedding video?

She's my sister's mom.

I want to know everything,

just like you want to know everything about my life.

Oh! Saved by the bell.

It was supposed to be a surprise.

I was gonna propose to my girlfriend

at the Mary Argentina.

You mean the Marée Argentée?

I used to go there when I played in the IPHL.

Best crème brûlée in the city.

Never tried it. I'm not a soup guy.

So... I had the perfect ring--

24-karat gold, emerald stone.

Mom put it inside a velvet ring box,

and then put that inside a gift box with a seal,

and then that box went into a big chocolate egg.

Like Russian nesting dolls.

No, no. It's Chinese!

Um, the seal on that box-- what does it mean?

Shuangxi.

Mom says it means "double happiness,"

but it didn't really work,

because, after Colette cracked the egg

and opened the boxes--

- ...The ring was gone? - Then Colette's all, like,

"What's with the empty boxes?"

And then I'm like, "Wrong egg!"

She totally bought it.

Uh, how much is this ring worth?

Insured for $10,000,

but it's not about the money-- it's a family heirloom.

Ming Dynasty!

Or maybe Ching.

Or maybe that was the store name.

My sister knows.

The point is, it's-it's old.

Right. Good recap.

This ring was the only thing that my family kept

when they left China.

It was passed down from Popo

to Mom,

to me,

and I lost it.

When's you last time you saw the sealed box?

I gave it to the restaurant at noon.

And when was dessert served?

I think eight?

And was the seal intact?

No. It wasn't even on the box.

Well, we have a timeline.

The right was stolen sometime between noon and eight p.m.

Can you find it before Friday?

That's when Popo flies in for the big family dinner

to celebrate my engagement,

but since that didn't happen,

it's the perfect time for a proposal redo.

No one will know I lost the ring.

Didn't your mom ask how it went?

Oh, I told her it was a no-go, because Colette got sick,

and I never told my sisters.

My family already thinks I mess things up,

so I need to pull this off so I can prove

that I'm no dough-head.

- Uh... "dough-head?" - That's what my sister,

Mochi, calls me.

She definitely can't know I screwed up.

Don't worry, we'll keep this on the down-low.

Good, 'cause Mochi's super-smart.

Mom says she's the real brains of the police department.

I got a pic.

There's Mom... Winnie...

me, obvi, and there--

the one not smiling, that's--

Detective Violet Xiao.

♪ I see you

♪ And you see me

♪ Watch you blowing the lines

♪ When you're making a scene

♪ Oh, boy

♪ You've got to know

♪ What my head overlooks

♪ The senses will show to my heart ♪

♪ When it's watching for lies

♪ 'Cause you can't escape my... ♪

♪ Private eyes

♪ They're watching you

♪ Private eyes...

♪ They're watching you watching you ♪

♪ Watching you watching you ♪

Emerald ring

inside a gift box, inside a velvet box.

No, velvet box inside a gift box.

Sealed with wax in a chocolate egg.

- That's a lot of moving parts. - Yeah.

Don't these kids know the key to a good proposal

is to keep it simple?

- Like yours? - Yeah!

Christmas morning, ring in your stocking--

simple, elegant...

and Jules made a good partner in crime.

Said she was "asking for a friend."

Sloppy cover!

We're both gonna need covers

if Xiao finds out we're working her family.

- Hope you're not having regrets. - Well, we don't even know

if the ring was stolen.

George might've lost it... or ate it.

George is not the sharpest crayon,

but he is sweet.

And imagine growing up with Violet Xiao as your sister.

No wonder he's scared.

Everything's on the line.

It is for us too.

We don't find the ring, Xiao murders us,

and Dex gets raised by Victoria's "Big Lebowski".

Or... we find the cherished family heirloom,

Xiao loves us, and we get our police contact.

We better.

No one's sipping White Russians while raising my kid.

They would look cute in matching bathrobes.

What do we know?

The box was sealed when George delivered it at noon.

That's an eight-hour window for the theft.

So, first question--

who made the egg?

Saturday nights are crazy.

Two engagements, plus a dine-and-dasher,

but nobody shady in my kitchen.

Could someone have stolen the ring

after it was put in the egg?

Not possible.

See this?

Pregnancy test?

Marzipan birth announcement.

I've had weirder.

Now watch.

This... gets sealed.

You want what's inside?

Break the egg.

And that egg was still intact when it arrived at their table.

So the ring was stolen before it was placed in the egg.

Did you look inside the gift box?

No. It's my job to encase it, not look inside.

- What time did you encase it? - Around six?

I got it from the walk-in, when I started my shift.

Well, this is important, Denise--

the gift box, did it have a red seal on it?

No. Didn't see anything like that.

Who left it in the walk-in for you?

These proposals are our specialty.

We take great pains to ensure they go off without a hitch.

Yeah, that is not in doubt.

Maybe someone on your staff had a reason to steal the ring?

Could be someone you recently let go.

My team would never steal.

We've done this with diamond rings

worth ten times as much.

Not to mention, we were extra-careful with this one,

given the recipient's father.

Who's her father?

Ernie Dodd, of the Dodd Furniture empire.

The mattress guy

with those cheesy space commercials?

"Go boldly,

where no prices have gone before."

Where did you put the gift box?

I held onto it until four,

and then I placed it in the walk-in.

I know, for a fact, the red seal was on it.

You mind if we take a look in that walk-in?

This is where I place any items

to be sealed inside our chocolate eggs.

Champagne and caviar?

We are definitely coming here.

Stop drooling.

We're not spending 600 bucks to leave hungry.

Are we about finished?

Uh, this caviar-- when was it delivered?

Two weeks ago,

and not a single item was missing

the day after the theft.

Clearly, we are not at fault.

You were saying?

If this gets out,

it'll bring shame to the Marée Argentée.

I-I beg you--

We'll keep quiet--

if you give us a list of the staff working

between four and five p.m. on Saturday.

You might as well throw in the reservation list

and the police report on that dine-and-dasher.

And let's revisit my earlier question--

did anyone on staff have reason to steal the ring?

Why didn't you tell us you used to date George?

Because it's none of your business.

Must've been a gut-punch

to prepare dessert for his future wife.

This is her favourite restaurant.

George checked in, asked if I was okay doing it,

and I am, I so am.

Earlier, you told us you didn't open the gift box.

You wanna take another swing at that?

I didn't.

It's too painful.

Why did you and George break up?

George is... the best.

I got into

the École Nationale Supérieure de Pâtisserie,

and George even moved to Paris with me.

But he ended it?

No. His sister did.

His sister?

She flew all the way to Paris

to tell me that I wasn't right for George--

wasn't right for the family,

then she packed his bags and took him back to Victoria--

...and we all lived happily ever after.

I loved George, but...

his family was impossible--

especially their gatekeeper.

Let me guess... Violet?

If I were a lost wedding album...

where would I be?

Okay.

Oh, ho, ho!

Lookit this, Flapjack!

R.I.P., Y2K.

Okay...

There's some stuff in here.

Whoa, ho-ho-ho!

Oh, ho, ho. No way!

Nice find, Puddle Duck.

Oh, what's this?

"Wedding USB key."

Watch out, Matt and Angie...

there's a new detective duo in town...

one of them is super-cute!

And one of 'em needs a diaper change.

This wax seems pretty malleable.

I think I can pull us a decent print.

Which we can send

to the police contact we don't have.

Well, we may not need one with this new app.

If we can snap a photo

of a second print for comparison,

it'll confirm a match with up to 80% accuracy.

Leaving 20% inaccuracy.

It's an app. What do you expect?

Should we be looking into

this dine-and-dasher?

Someone after a quick buck, lucks out with a ring?

Yeah, but why leave all that caviar?

Tins are small, easy to grab.

Maybe this theft isn't about money.

Maybe it's personal.

Like Xiao flying to Paris to break up George and Denise?

It tracks, except I checked, and Xiao was working that night.

Hang on.

The incident report for the dine-and-dasher

was filed at 4:30.

That's in the window of opportunity for the theft.

Give you one guess who the responding officer was.

Are we really calling Xiao a suspect?

Not to her face! But we've got her at the scene.

Major Crimes doesn't handle dine-and-dashers.

Yeah, but the report says

she was the closest responding officer.

And you buy that?

You heard Denise!

Xiao had motive for the crime.

Plus, she called us wannabes.

Keep your bruised ego out of this.

Our bruised ego! We took vows.

Not for insults!

Uh, one bump--

George told us Xiao didn't know about the proposal.

He also thought crème brûlée was soup.

I just can't believe we're gonna break into

a cop's car.

We need Xiao's prints!

Plus, we already broke into her office once.

It's a de-escalation.

Coin toss? - Hey!

I got us the RPF signal. You're up next.

Oh, big deal.

So you hid and waited until she clicked a fob.

And sat through 20 minutes of her complaining

to her landlord about "Paw McCartney".

The neighbour's cat.

Listen. You do this,

I'll commit to taking the lead on potty training.

- Up there. - Yeah.

- All clear? - All clear.

Love these new earpieces. Great sound.

RPF signal worked. I'm in.

So much for scoring Xiao points.

Instead, I'm committing petty theft.

It's not theft

if you don't take anything. - I don't think Xiao

would appreciate the difference.

How can every surface be so clean?

It's a fingerprint! Dex would've had it by now.

Just hurry up before--

Detective Xiao! Oh, my gosh!

Just the person

I was looking for! - Did you bring Yonni's Donuts?

No, but I can have it Ubered over in a matter--

- Move! - ...of seconds. You know what?

I never really asked

if you're allergic to anything-- gluten?

What about sesame?

Some people don't know

that sesame is part of the nut family.

Hold on! There's a wasp! - What? Where?

- It's around your ankles. - Where? Where?

Shoulder! It's right here.

Hold on! You know what? It's in your hair.

Come here, come here! In your hair. I'll get it.

Kill it! Kill it!

I can't kill it, it's an endangered species.

Those are bees!

Wasps are fair game.

Wow! What a stinger.

Stop moving!

Oh! It just flew away.

It's gone.

Insect-free.

You're welcome!

Please tell me you got a fingerprint.

No. But you got plans tonight.

What are you doing at Women's Whiskey Night?

Well, I'm a woman...

and I like whiskey.

Hmph.

What's your favourite single malt?

Dalwhinnie, 15-year.

Glendronach Dark. Glendronach Parliament 21.

Blaire Athol, for the florals.

Those are just my Highlands. Did you want my Lowlands too?

Blaire Athol? Wonderful choice!

It's one of the oldest distilleries in Scotland.

Now stop interrogating my guests.

Oh, do you own this place?

- I do. Winnie Xiao. - Angie Everett.

Please excuse my sister Violet.

She used to scare our teachers, too.

Your sister?

Now stop being so you tonight, and have fun, Mochi!

Yeah, Mochi... have some fun.

One, two, three, open!

Open! Kanpai!

- I got you. - Mm!

- It's good? - It's good.

It's filtered through charcoal

and aged in White Oah.

Aged in White Oak? Or Asian White Oak?

Oh! Colette.

George said you were working a double.

Oh, typical Dough-head.

I do doubles on Saturdays.

Sorry for being so late.

Guess who I found in my apartment,

leaving Tupperwares of food in my fridge?

You gave Mom keys?

I would be living off instant noodles,

if it weren't for her.

She is so sweet.

Oh, she loves you. We all do.

You're like the sister I never had.

Okay. Standing right here.

How's off-duty Xiao?

Same on-duty serious?

Small wrench in our theory.

George's fiancée Colette is here.

Oh, cue the fireworks!

...Of love!

Xiao and Winnie seem to love Colette.

I mean, why would she sabotage an engagement she's rooting for?

Maybe we got the motive wrong.

You just need to get the fingerprint.

It won't be easy

prying a glass from Xiao's vice-like grip.

"It's just a fingerprint," Ange.

Dex would have it by now.

♪ As long as this world

♪ Keeps on spinning around

♪ I'll keep hanging on... ♪

♪ To this world that... ♪

Is that our wedding video?

"Lost in the move"?

Nice try, Poirot.

I found it in, like, five minutes.

I more than just "like" you, Shade,

and if my daughter bails on this wedding...

I am ready... to step in.

Oh, she's gold!

Okay, okay, okay!

Ooh...

oh, there is a nice peatiness to that.

That's unusual for a Lowland single malt.

I like her!

You're drunk.

Okay, so you're dating their brother?

Mm-hmm. About a year.

George needs to stop dragging his feet

and put a ring on this one.

- Oh... - What's with that face?

No face! This is just my face.

Just "put a ring on it"?

That's unheard of, coming from you.

Oh! So, you don't approve of George's girlfriends?

That's putting it mildly!

Mochi basically exiled Denise,

whereas I had lunch with her last week.

You have lunch with all his exes. Weird.

It's called being social,

and Denise is not over the breakup.

Oh, well, maybe you should send her an orchid,

like when you want brownie points with Mom.

Denise is not over George?

That makes me so... sad.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. It never would've worked out.

George could not have lived in Paris-- he failed French!

And he's a homebody!

Remember when he phoned for a pick-up from camp

after two nights?

That was 20 years ago.

Yeah, but Denise would've been whipping egg whites

in culinary school all day.

George would be home alone.

Maybe you could've asked George.

George can't advocate for himself!

He's too soft. He needs someone to protect him!

I'm with Violet on this one.

My husband and brother always say

that I'm too hard-edged,

but there is nothing wrong with that.

Yes. Thank you!

Doesn't make me less loving. That's just how I love.

- Yeah! - Yes!

Yes!

And if my mom's ashes arrive from Thailand

a year and a half late,

why can't I joke about

scattering her in Caesar's Palace?

Yea...

Hmm.

To everyone who shows their love

in weird ways-- whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

Oh...

Fresh glasses for all.

It's time to hit the good stuff. Come with me, newbie.

Whoa! Hello, Mission Impossible.

My business partner is married to a security expert.

We got a deal.

Wow! That was cool.

Help yourself to anything here.

Except in there. - Oh!

How about this one?

You don't mess around, Winnie.

How is everyone enjoying their meal?

Good! Good.

Because if it was up to Captain Culinary here,

we'd be eating snails enrobed in edible foam.

So, if you like those sliders,

be grateful I won the arm wrestle.

Those sliders gave everyone food poisoning.

Shh! No commentary.

Speaking of my new husband, well...

I never thought there'd be something

that he would love more than his car...

but now that we're united in holy matrimony,

I know there is something that he loves more--

his hair products!

Oh...

that's why you said it got lost in the move.

You're not a fan of the roast?

Roasting is for your hockey buddies

in the locker room.

This was our wedding.

Would it have killed her to say one nice thing?

Roasting's Angie's love language.

It means she's nuts about you.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, like mother, like daughter.

Don't let Angie hear you say that.

No, Mochi! Stay. One last tipple for all!

We'll be in our Ubers by midnight.

No, I'm done.

Let's play "Never Have I Ever"!

Oh, my God, are you in high school?

Come on, Mochi! Don't be a chicken!

Clucka-cucka, caw! Cuck-caw!

Ugh...

Whew!

Okay.

Here we go-- never have I ever...

been called...

intimidating.

Fine.

Mm!

Ah.

Okay... never have I ever wanted to...

punch someone for asking,

"When are you gonna get married?"

Yes!

Ah, I can't wait for everybody to ask me that question

on Friday night.

Except Popo.

That's because she knows

you don't believe in the construct of marriage.

You're her favourite!

FaceTiming her every week...

always asking what her childhood was like.

It's a fascinating snapshot into Chinese history--

which you would appreciate,

if you'd actually paid attention in Mandarin school.

I paid attention!

Whatever.

Okay, okay. Let me go again.

Um, never have I ever...

meddled in a family member's love life.

Oh! Come on, who hasn't?

Ah!

Oh, wait, I think I did that wrong.

Does it still count

if I'm the one whose love life is being meddled with?

Now we're all curious.

It was my dad. About George.

- Wait, what does that mean? - He called me

out of the blue to say that George isn't right for me.

Our George?

- Our brother's a catch! - I know, I just--

I don't think he really liked when George said

he only read 10 books in his life.

Audiobooks count.

Your dad's got issues.

Calm down, Mochi.

Mr. Dodd was just being protective.

Does he still feel this way?

I think I'm gonna be sick!

Oh! Oh no!

Oh no, oh no.

I'll get your hair!

I'll help!

This way, this way! You can make it!

Go, go!

Bottoms up.

Why is the sun so bright?

The blinds are closed, sweetheart.

I can't let our sweet baby boy see Mommy like this.

Match... negative.

So where does that leave us?

Good question.

The only person who would've had a problem

with the engagement is Colette's dad.

The Mattress King?

But how would he know about the proposal?

Colette said he wanted her to break it off.

Maybe he found out?

What was his name again?

Ernie.

Look who had a reservation at 4:30.

"D" for Dodd.

No force in the galaxy

can beat these sales!

Oh, cut, cut. Cut, cut, cut.

Are you nodding off?

How can you not, in these things?

'Cause we're on a case?

If I survive this hangover, we are.

Comfortable, aren't they?

Superior frame design.

Plush, no-stain upholstery.

I can get you an "interstellar" deal

on one of our floor models.

Oh, man, we're, uh, we're just looking.

Ooh! Or maybe you're after one of our famous mattresses?

You know, our memory foam is--

...out of this world.

You know what, Ronald?

We really just want to meet Mr. Dodd.

Oh, yeah, we love his commercials.

Big fans!

I'm afraid he's in character right now.

We can't interrupt the process.

I'll make you a deal--

if you make the introduction,

we're buying one of those recliners.

Your decision is mission-approved, sir.

You won't regret this.

Mr. Dodd?

These very special customers are keen on meeting you.

I'll go write up that order.

- How you doing? - Hi there.

Hi!

I can't believe I'm meeting the Mattress King.

I've seen all your commercials. - They're amazing.

Can I get your autograph?

Anything for a fan.

Okay.

Angie.

"To Angie."

- "Angie." - Yeah.

Can you spell that for me?

A... N...

G... I-E.

Okay.

Match... 80% positive.

The robot has spoken.

Ernie broke the seal on that box.

So the Mattress King is our thief.

Now the hard part--

telling our sweet client

his future father-in-law sabotaged his proposal.

You think George is a crier?

Let's make sure we have tissues.

Well, that was an interesting reaction!

Did not expect George to laugh hysterically

at the idea of Mr. Dodd having it out for him.

He did have a good point.

Why would Mr. Dodd hire his future son-in-law

to write jingles for his store if he hated him?

♪ A mattress so firm and tight ♪

♪ With a price that's out of sight! ♪

Okay, for the sake of our marriage, please stop.

So, plan B--

you think it'll work?

Oh, when has this guy ever failed us?

Maybe we should've told George

that we're bugging his flash drive case.

No way! The less he knows, the better.

Once this is on Ernie's desk,

we'll have ears inside the office,

and we'll know the truth.

Like if he badmouths George, or where he hid the ring.

It's a two-for-one deal.

We'll find out at the stakeout.

...and I'm very, very glad you did.

Dude, you're still watching our wedding video?

Yeah, I haven't seen you roasting Angie yet.

Perfect timing.

When I told my friends that I'd proposed to Angie,

no one was surprised.

It's ironic, right?

A couple of P.I.s were the only two people

who couldn't see they'd end up together?

But I'm glad we took the scenic route.

It meant we got to become best friends first,

and building a life with your best friend...

that's worth the wait.

Dude, I would marry you.

Ah, you're not my type.

It's almost five.

Ernie'll be expecting that flash drive.

Yeah.

So far, this is useless.

Well, at least we can hear something,

even if it is an off-key rendition

of "Give My Regards to Broadway."

I told Will to put the video away.

It's fine.

He loves that stuff.

It's weird, seeing Nora again.

Tell me about it.

You know, she kept the tags on that dress.

What am I gonna do with her ashes?

Even dead, that woman picks away at my subconscious.

Before she did,

you guys were FaceTiming pretty regularly.

Only because she wanted

a second opinion on getting a chin lift.

No, you're right, we were.

Then, the next time I hear about her,

it's from a coroner in Thailand.

She never even got to meet Dex.

Think of a place she loved.

The track?

Should I fly to Toronto

and scatter her at the finish line?

There's so much

I got wrong with her.

What if I screw this up too?

Thanks for calling me back.

He's on the phone.

The proposal never happened,

so, it gives us an opportunity.

Meet me here after closing.

"Meet"?

For what? To sell the ring?

We need real food! This is gonna be a long night.

Angie! We got action.

Hey.

What the hell's this guy up to?

And with who?

Oh! Oh!

You didn't lock the door!

You must be Mrs. Xiao.

First question--

did either of you

spend time on the recliners over there?

You know what? Don't answer that.

Do Colette and George know about you two?

Of course not! Ernie and I

agreed our dalliances would stop

the moment our children were engaged.

That's why the ring went missing?

A stall tactic?

What missing ring?

Ernie...

your thumbprint is on the seal.

You were in that walk-in fridge. Where'd you put it?

But my son has the ring.

He pushed the proposal when Colette got sick.

What are they talking about?

It's true.

When you let slip George was about to propose,

I didn't want our relationship to end.

I wanted a few more precious days with you.

So you stole my mother's ring?

You foolish, foolish man!

I reserved a table and I snuck into the walk-in.

I was planning to stash the ring for...

a while,

but when I opened the box to take it,

it was already gone.

Wait. If-If you're telling the truth,

then the ring was stolen before the box was sealed.

But I sealed that box myself! I know the ring was inside it.

What did you do with the box

after you sealed it? - I was...

...at home, sleeping.

But I assure you, it was secure.

Couldn't have been that secure,

if someone opened and resealed it.

How? That double-happiness stamp

is a custom seal--

one of a kind!

So we're looking at this wrong.

Not just the timeline, but the location.

Yeah, the ring wasn't stolen from the restaurant--

the ring was stolen from your house.

You told my mom?

What happened to client-patient confidentiality?

We didn't tell her anything.

It... was...

mother's intuition.

Dammit. That tracks.

You should've told me the truth!

- Mom! - At least now

we know the ring was stolen from inside this house.

When's the last time you saw the ring in the sealed box?

I gave it to him

Saturday morning, after I took it

out of my hiding spot.

I told you-- it's very secure!

Your underwear drawer is your "secure" hiding place?

Holy crap!

Xiao had braces!

And proudly.

Look at that smile!

Ah! Here we are.

Old-school deodorant?

That's where I hid the ring box.

Ah. And then you...

"fell asleep"?

Yes. At 10 p.m.

That is exactly what I did.

You get a lot of sleep, Mom.

You're gonna live forever.

So, between 10 p.m. on Friday

and when George took the ring to the restaurant, on Saturday,

someone stole the ring from here,

and resealed the box.

Was anyone else in the house during that time?

Violet came to take Mom shopping on Friday,

and Winnie stopped by,

but they were both gone by five.

Popo's plane is landing soon.

If she finds out that I lost her ring,

she's gonna have a heart attack.

I'll be worse than a dough-head--

I'll be a murderer.

This one was always so dramatic.

Yeah, ours is still in the cute phase.

Enjoy it. Once they get older,

they leave you for their own lives.

I make excuses to keep them close.

A mom never stops wanting to be a part of her kid's life.

So, um, who else has keys to your house?

Only my kids.

Both sisters would know about Mimi's secret place upstairs,

and both visited on Friday.

Yeah, but Xiao works doubles on Saturday,

and she was on duty at the time of the theft.

Which leaves Winnie, but why would she want the ring?

Winnie's all about family and culture,

and that ring represents both.

Winnie had lunch with Denise last week.

Maybe she heard about the proposal from her?

How do you figure she got past her mother's porch camera?

I'd drop by earlier, leave myself a way back in.

Well...

no cameras here.

The door's unlocked.

Someone took out that dowel.

And... there's an orchid.

Xiao said that's Winnie's go-to for scoring brownie points.

Looks like Winnie's our ring thief.

Hey, buddy. We're on our way.

What's taking so long? My family's all here.

Popo's pinching my cheeks, asking to meet Colette.

You're gonna have to stall.

Tell me you found the ring.

Sorry-- heading into a tunnel.

We need to tell Xiao about Winnie.

She'll never believe us! What if we're wrong?

She'll kill us both.

And she'll get away with it, too--

she's Major Crimes.

What are we missing?

If I'm Winnie, where am I gonna hide a family ring?

Not at my house,

if Mom's got a set of keys and a lack of boundaries.

You're brilliant!

I think I know where she hid it.

Can you drop me off somewhere?

I lost my earring here last night.

Mind if I take a look?

Thank you.

I'm in.

Good, 'cause they just finished dinner.

Keep an eye on Winnie.

Yeah, what am I, an amateur?

Tell me you have the ring.

Angie's taking care of it. Everything's gonna be fine.

Good.

We're in trouble here.

Matt? Hello?

- Matt? - Hey.

- The mouthy one-- where is she? - Who?

Don't even try that shtick with me, hockey boy.

Shtick, hockey boy-- there's a joke in there somewhere.

Just give me a minute. - Wednesday,

I "bump" into her at work.

On Thursday, she shows up at my sister's whiskey night.

Now it's Friday, and I run into you?

I'm just here for the crème brûlée.

Maybe I'll take it to go.

I know you have a family.

You're not saying that in a threatening tone,

and yet-- - I know

you know how important family is...

and whatever you two are up to,

I don't want it to take away from my brother's happiness.

- Wouldn't dream of it. - Says the man

who constantly causes my department nightmares.

Right.

Okay.

You got this.

Whew!

Whew...

I just had a crazy close call with Xiao.

I'm sweating like a beast.

You're sweating?

They're bringing out dessert.

You need to get here like yesterday.

So stall them!

My tarts! Oh! Everything's ruined!

So sorry about that.

They're still perfect...

...like everything you do.

So much for stalling.

We're out of moves.

Maybe not.

Uh...

Check, check. Check, check.

Hey! Hi, everybody.

Um, my name is Matt Shade--

former professional hockey player,

and author of Beyond a Shadow: The Matt Shade Story.

No?

It's new.

Uh, anyway, I'm here to welcome you

to my favourite restaurant tonight.

How 'bout that boeuf bourguignon, huh?

Yeah!

Couple claps for the bourguignon?

I'll take it.

Now, I know you're all excited about your dessert course,

but first, can we all just

take a pause to let the boeuf settle?

And, of course, nothing aids digestion more

than a few hilarious stories

from my days in the league.

Dammit.

Like mother, like daughter.

...And then, there was that time that JoJo

filled my hockey gloves with shaving cream--

now, I had a plan to get even,

but first, I needed

six rolls of duct tape

and two pounds of Velveeta.

I'll kill you.

Okay! Well, looks like I'm done here.

Uh, but...

let me just tell you one final story...

Now, this one's not about hockey,

it's about love--

and how truly special it is when you find that one person...

...and how truly disgusting.

Now, my wife, she calls me a food snob.

Well, sorry, hon'--

I don't eat things off the floor.

I dropped you an almond the other day--

I didn't pick it up.

I thought, "Angie'll get that."

I mean, my wife is so food-illiterate,

she thinks cassoulet is a game you play in Vegas...

Seriously, I wouldn't change a thing about her...

and if you've ever felt that,

that's what true love feels like.

Your sister Winnie had it.

Go show them you're not a dough-head.

Thank you.

Make sure that goes to the right person.

Thank you.

Nice roast.

Thanks. I learned from the best.

You know, every time I bring up my wedding speech--

"Roast," but go on.

...you brush it off.

Maybe I could've thrown in an "I love you."

As long as you love me till the day I die,

we'll call it even.

Test-test?

Hi, everyone!

Ni hao.

Uh, I'm George-- obviously.

This ring has been through a lot.

It was passed down from Popo,

to my mom...

to me, to propose with.

It survived a long history that I'm not good at explaining.

That's why I think it should go to the person

that understands and respects that

better than anyone--

my sister Winnie.

The truth is,

is that I'm not ready to get married yet,

but, when I am, it'll be with the ring I choose--

...the ring she chooses.

Thank you.

I totally forgive you--

...for stealing the ring.

You stole the ring?

Why should George have it just because he's getting married?

I love that ring!

It has a history he'll never understand.

Well, I know it's the Ching Dynasty!

Uh, o-or-or Ming?

Wait! Is that why these two bozos are here?

You hired them to find it? Why didn't you come to me?

'Cause you would've blamed me, like you always do!

He's not the only one with secrets.

Where were you Friday night, Mom?

She was with me. We're in love.

Wait, wait, wait!

Does that mean that I almost married my sister?

You are such a dough-head!

I said quit calling me that.

What're you gonna do?

I'm gonna do something.

Our work here is done.

You're a dough-head! Say it!

- No! No! - You're a dough-head!

This is for you-- for real this time!

It's a triple, iced Americano.

Bold, icy, unsweet...

just like you.

Uh, "unsweet" is the new power move.

The point is, it's an apology coffee.

Point taken.

Now get out.

She didn't say thank you.

She didn't murder us, either-- let's take the win.

In the wise words of Mimi Xiao--

...a mother never stops wanting to be a part of her kid's life.

Maybe that's why you tried harder.

I mean, you didn't stick with it, but...

you were trying.

And maybe I could've embraced

your unique brand of mothering...

a little bit more.

Because "weird" is good.

Live long... and furnish.

Aye-aye, Captain!

Act now,

before everything goes at the speed of light!

Whoosh!

♪ In and out of the dark

♪ Where everything feels - Oh!

♪ Too good to be true

"Weird" makes you take chances.

I heard George and you broke up,

which is awesome, because--

...I've been in love with you

since I got

my first out of 18 employee-of-the-months.

♪ I'm holding your hand in mine ♪

♪ Tonight a half moon above... ♪

"Weird" connects people

from different generations.

♪ ...I think we're doing okay... ♪

And maybe we could've met half-way...

...because, sometimes, when you meet half-way...

...good things happen.

♪ In the shadow of doubt

♪ I'm holding your hand in mine ♪

♪ Tonight, a half moon above is showing the way ♪

♪ As long as there's love I think we're doing okay ♪

Hi.

♪ I'm thinking of you

♪ And it gives me a buzz

♪ Whenever I do

♪ It's never because

♪ Everything here is too good to be true ♪

♪ And some of my fears are waiting for you ♪

♪ And we're hanging around

♪ For a flash of a lightning strike ♪

♪ In the shadow of doubt

♪ I'm holding your hand in mine ♪

♪ Tonight, a half moon above is showing the way ♪

♪ As long as there's love

♪ I think we're doing okay

♪ Tonight, a half moon above is showing the way ♪

♪ As long as there's love

♪ I think we're doing okay