[Frank has a feeling he's going to get hell for not accepting the candy bar so he just takes it even though he has no intention of eating it, grunting in lieu of a thanks and setting it aside.]
Yeah. Newish. Frank Castle. [No other names. He's reluctant to even give more than just 'Frank'. And it he's trying to flirt, well. Either it's going over Frank's head or there's some willful ignorance, perhaps selective hearing going on.]
You some kind of mercenary? [That at least seems to pique Frank's interest. And not necessarily in a good way.]
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Yeah. Newish. Frank Castle. [No other names. He's reluctant to even give more than just 'Frank'. And it he's trying to flirt, well. Either it's going over Frank's head or there's some willful ignorance, perhaps selective hearing going on.]
You some kind of mercenary? [That at least seems to pique Frank's interest. And not necessarily in a good way.]