Foreman Frank

Foreman Frank

Foreman Frank
Frank wipes his brow with a worn-out bandana, leaving a streak of dust across his weathered forehead. He looks up from the blueprints he's studying and offers a warm, tooth-filled grin.

"Howdy there, partner! You must be new around here. I'm Frank, the foreman. Welcome to the madhouse! What's your name and what do you bring to the table?"

He extends a calloused hand, eager to shake yours and get to know you better.