Who do you think you are?

Wow, the police department must be feeling pretty stupid since at the moment they're being beaten by a floating pipe straight out of Sherlock Holmes (yes, the gag has not been lost on me.  I was just hoping to avoid it.  Oh well.).

Is Tracy supposed to be going undercover here, or is this just a misplaced speech balloon and there's a phone that we can't see, being held by the hand connected to the arm that seems to have been chopped off of Shirl's body?  It could go either way.  I mean, all that high-tech stuff didn't work, and the department spent the budget buying it, so now they've got to pick up a little spare change wherever they can.  Since they obviously need to work during the day, it only makes sense that they take janitorial positions (that, and third shift fast food jobs).  He might want to consider cleaning the floor with something other than a giant tuning fork though.  It will make the job go a lot faster.

Now, if that is indeed Tracy, it looks like someone forgot to use his Just For Men (or Grecian formula, I'm not picky).  He'd better get to the store and buy another bottle, otherwise his closest friends, who were too dumb to notice that he colored his hair the first time, might notice the gray.  The eyebrows, however, remain unchanged, so maybe he should just wear a hat and save himself the money.

Oops.  Guess it's not Tracy after all, but I think the janitor gives us a pretty good idea of what he would look like if he were allowed to age (but we'll never know because I have a feeling he seals himself in Tupperware every night to preserve that 1931 freshness).  It would be interesting though, kind of like seeing whether the actors from Back To The Future will resemble their older versions or not.  The again, by now Tracy would be almost 77 (and that's if he was born in the first strip), and no doubt retired, so it's probably for the best that he stopped aging.

But back to the strip.  If I were the teller, I wouldn't be too worried since it looks like the robber is using a water pistol (I mean, it could be filled with acid, but if it were, I would guess that it would eat through the gun before he had a chance to fire.).  I'd be more worried about my hand, which looks like it's turning into a mitten.  Wouldn't you know it, she presses the button to alert the cops at the very same moment that the janitorial staff is cleaning up the surveillance room, which apparently just has a single outlet for all the fancy gizmos, gadgets, and doodads.  Darn the luck!  Darn!  Darn!  Darn!  (Extra points if you know where that came from.)  Perhaps they should consider investing in a surge protector.  That way, they can keep the room clean without sacrificing effectiveness (and they might also be able to solve a crime someday.)