((Just playing along with Takeshi.  He started it.<img alt=":p" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite7" data-shortname=":p" loading="lazy" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" title="Stick Out Tongue    :p"/>))<br/><br/>Frank sighed and cracked his knuckles, then tossed a lazy glance at the warden.  "Nah, we're cool," he called out, "just checkin' out the competition is all."  Turning back to Takeshi, Frank chuckled as he bent over to pick up the remains of his shirt, which had fallen off due tot he cut down the backside.  "I'll see what you can do later then, pal," he challenged.  "And these," he added, waving he shirt at Takeshi as he lift his pant leg, "you'll be paying for later on."  He made sure to lift the pant leg high enough to flash an unmarked knee, then dropped it as he returned his attention to the warden.<br/><br/>"Alright boss, you got us all here.  Now let's get this over with already."