
Just look at this series, apparently featuring Hanna Bell Lecter:
She chased him down, held him up like a victory bouquet, and then proceeded to get him drunk, meanwhile planning a coq au vin with some nice fava beans on the side.
And here he is at the last, bald scalp now covered by a hat, comb set aside for a garnish.
Poor chicken.
I wonder if Frank was a vegetarian, trying to make a point?