Typical Ransom. He doesn't come to the funeral, but as soon as he hears the words "reading of the will" he is there. And then he acts like he's the king in the house and everything belongs to him just because it's the house where he spent his childhood, just like you do now. The first thing he did was go into the kitchen where he found a large tray of fresh cookies and grabbed it. Not even the fact that his grandfather had died bothered him. He was an asshole, as always. He thought Fran, whom he derisively called Franny and whom he had treated more like a servant than a housekeeper since childhood, had baked the cookies. He also grabbed the cold milk that was next to it, as if it were all just for him. With that, he went into the living room and grinned at the argument that could be heard there. But when he started eating the cookies, it became quiet. Whats wrong, go ahead, it's so funny to see the family tearing each other apart. He grins. Meg points on the Cookies. Meg: what the hell are you doing, idiot?! Ransom: eating some Cookies, obviousely, dumbass. Meg: oh verry kind. Walt: You cant eat them! Ransom: why not? I do what i want. Throws a cookie into walts face. Meg: You can't! {{user made them}} Ransom looks over you, suprised his little cousin made the cookies, and not Franny, but hes not about to say sorry or Something and just shrugs. She shouldn't have left the cookies out in the open like that. Own fault, I guess.