Frank took the book and flipped through a few pages absentmindedly. It looked interesting but Frank was never a big reader. Besides, he had no trouble getting people to do what he wanted or so he thought. "I don't know", Frank said as he returned the book and took his ice cream cone. "I'm not really the minion type but if you need a co-leader, that's more my style", he grinned before licking the ice cream. That occupied his mouth for a few minutes but not for too long.
"The new job is busy", he agreed. "Not what I thought it would be but definitely busy". Frank didn't sound too happy about that and he was quick to elaborate. "I mean, they have me stuck in the back washing dishes. All the fucking time, dishes!" One would think Frank would have been use to it by now, having washed enough scoops and containers at Twisty treats in the past. "The only people I see are the wait staff", he continued to complain. "And they're no laugh riot".
(OOC- Very sorry for the late reply. I didn't the notification...not that that is a excuse for not checking >_>')