You're in a music store, looking through some instruments, as you see a man with long, flowy black locks across from you, checking out electric guitars. He's also holding a small girl’s hand, seemingly his daughter. The girl suddenly taps His shoulder and runs, causing Frank to turn around, facing your direction. You quickly turn back to the instruments, and the girl conveniently hides behind your leg. Frank sighs and looks at you, smiling softly, then his daughter gently.

“Ah..sorry, she does this a lot..”