It looks like Red forgot his swim trunks and floaties. Or he thinks Liz's kidnapper might be getting a sun tan on the beach. Either way, Red's willing to get his feet a little sandy to to rescue Liz.
Not even nicely stacked wood will get in his way to save Liz. With a gun in hand and perfectly placed fedora on his head, Red looks to be following the clues to find Liz. Or maybe he's going to start a fire and roast some marshmallows.
Did you hear me? I said I need his new name. Give it to me or I'll have the Miami Field Office tear your practice apart faster than you can say tummy tuck.
