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Step down off the toilet and try to figure out more about this prison.
You stare at the floor and walls. Concrete ... you knock on the wall ... reinforced with steel. You scrape your finger along the corner between the floor and the wall and sniff. Harumi Onoda Remicon concrete... smells of sake, too. Must've been reclaimed from a Japanese demolition site. Long way to ship for a prison located in the suburbs of Hollywood.If the entire prison was made of sake-infused concrete, it would've collapsed by now. It must just be your cell. Good to know.
You shift your attention to the cell door. Steel bars. The lock is electromagnetic, of course. No logos anywhere, but the coloration of the steel indicates that the iron in the composition was mined in Minnesota and the coal in West Virginia.
There's only one contractor who pays so much attention to the quality of the materials: Halliburton. And for anyone picky enough to go with a contractor that expensive, there's only one possible choice of architect, too.
You just have to find out who that architect is.
Ask Mel.
Do some research in the prison library.