He notices the shifty guy come in, this is his not!daughter's party, after all. May as well see what's up with him. Frank takes the most intimidating dog, a big gray pitbull, to greet him where he seems to be hanging to the outskirts of the party. Of course, the intimidation factor is ticked down some by the knitted turtleneck and the doofy smile the dog is sporting.

"Hey, you here for Kam?" As always, Frank's voice is almost impossibly soft while still carrying above the din of the party by the quality of its gruffness alone.