Pompons

"Please remind me again, why the hell Greg insisted on you going with me?!" - Ryan grumbled through his teeth, parking in front of the cemetery entrance. Irritatingly tapping on the steering wheel with his fingers.

Frank exhaled slowly, tried to endure and not to roll his eyes. It was the fifth time as Ryan asked him this question already during their ride here, apparently hoping that he could irritate the hell out of Frank by it. But Franky grew up with Greg, the man who would take first place in the contest for being annoying while just breathing if such competitions existed. And most likely Tony and Paul would have made in the top three with him. So Ryan had absolutely no in getting on Frank's trained nerves. Instead, it seemed kind of cute.