Most people might not like ice cream in the winter but Frank was the kinda guy who could eat ice cream any time and on any day of the year. It was a habit that he had developed back when he started working at Twisty Treats after high school until he quit working there last month. Even though he no longer worked there, Frank liked to stop by now and then for a cone. The bell above the door chimed as the blond man entered though no one payed Frank any attention. Aside from the clerk, there wasn't anyone else there to notice him. Jazlyn was too engrossed in her book which only made Frank grin impishly as he quietly approached the counter.
Once he was close enough, Frank let out a loud "Boo!" His eyes scanned her face to see if he had scared her before he leaned against the counter and said nonchalantly, "Evening Jazlyn, how's it going? Whatcha reading this time?" Without waiting for her answer, Frank tried to sneak a peek at the cover. "Get anyone to do anything? Does it work?" he asked with a wicked grin. "Cuz I know a few people I wouldn't mind being able to boss around".