( Only time he's ever seen men eat the way Logan does is when they're either fresh out of jail, or fresh back from deployment. Seeing as he's kept tabs on the guy — absently, in the background of his mind — for the last several weeks, he knows neither of those things are the case. It's a footnote added to the profile he's been building in his mind without thinking about it too closely.
Tea is noteworthy, too. All the times he's seen the guy come in, not once has he seen tea become any part of the equation. It's the kind of thing that would earn an arched eyebrow, were he sticking around to receive it.
Eventually, on day thirty even, a couple of familiar faces burst in the front door sporting a crowbar in each hand. It's a flurry of movement, with the jingling bell going nuts and the door banging off the wall from how hard it's thrust open in a dramatic display of dominance — one that dies about three steps in when their eyes land on Frank and Logan casually angled to look at them from their place posted up at the counter. They exchange wide-eyed looks, then turn right the fuck back around and bolt just as quickly as they'd burst in.
Frank calmly stands, strides over to the jukebox in the corner, pops a credit in, picks a song, then sits back down to finish his coffee with a smirk on his face. )
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Tea is noteworthy, too. All the times he's seen the guy come in, not once has he seen tea become any part of the equation. It's the kind of thing that would earn an arched eyebrow, were he sticking around to receive it.
Eventually, on day thirty even, a couple of familiar faces burst in the front door sporting a crowbar in each hand. It's a flurry of movement, with the jingling bell going nuts and the door banging off the wall from how hard it's thrust open in a dramatic display of dominance — one that dies about three steps in when their eyes land on Frank and Logan casually angled to look at them from their place posted up at the counter. They exchange wide-eyed looks, then turn right the fuck back around and bolt just as quickly as they'd burst in.
Frank calmly stands, strides over to the jukebox in the corner, pops a credit in, picks a song, then sits back down to finish his coffee with a smirk on his face. )