
Frank silently knits behind a wooden crate with a sign taped at the front that reads "The Truth: $Free". Zeke approaches him with a wide grin, looking very sure of himself.
Zeke: You know, I've got pretty thick skin.

Frank: No you don't.

Zeke silently considers this. Meanwhile, Frank's knitting project begins to take shape-- it appears to be some kind of full-body chainmail onesie, complete with the accessible crotch fly.
