Frank nods at Agent Johnson, then looks at Warren. "Think I'm gonna need your help with somethin' later, after I show Simmons around. In the meantime, you guys have fun with that," he chuckles, nodding at the pile. He turns to the new agent. "C'mon. I'm drivin'." The old man swings the keys to his busted Dodge round his middle finger as he heads for the door.
Starting a new scene for Frank and Tim