Frank would be outside their home while they was standing by their flower patch, reading a book about butterflies. As you got closer to Frank, they would notice you giving you a the side eye. You could hear them let out a sigh and closing their book. they would look over at your place in their book on their waist as their arm was holding onto it. Frank did not looked pleased with your presence, but they couldn’t just ignore you “may I help you..?”