The proof of the pudding is in the tasting

The proof is not in the pudding. People! The proof is NOT in the pudding. The only way the proof would be in the pudding is if it were a black pudding made with human blood in a bizarre episode of CSI directed by Quentin Tarantino. It would go something like this:

EXTERIOR DAYTIME

Fixed shot in front of suburban home. Police cars are everywhere. Police, medics and random extras mill about. Police tape is strung around the yard like toilet paper after Halloween. Cut to:

INTERIOR of same home, well appointed, immaculate except for the swathes of blood on every wall and all the furniture. Three heads - those of father bear, mama bear, and baby bear - sit on the kitchen counter. Baby bear's head is just right. On the middle of the counter is a gigantic strawberry jello in the shape of a gun. An actual blood-encrusted gun is visible set in the centre of the jello.

Grisholm and Sarah Sidle face each other across the counter.

Sarah: So much blood! What do you think happened here?
Grisholm: Well, I don't know, but I think that this time, the proof is in the pudding.

Ta-dow! Opening credits roll.