Record Store (Karen/Frank)
Record Store + Kastle
They’re supposed to be tailing a possible lead when the man they’re following disappears through the dirty glass door of the record store, bell tinkling in the distance.
Karen and Frank follow close behind, slipping into their go-to cover without a word, Karen’s arm threading through Frank’s, her head inclined toward his.
It’s not the first time they’ve pretended to be a couple, and it’s surprising how little other people pay attention to them, paying no mind to the love struck pair thumbing through vinyl.
They lose the prick, watching in irritation as he slips though the back and into the alley, Karen sighing as Frank rockets out into the street going after him.
She turns to pay the man behind the counter for the record clasped between her fingers, a crooked smile tugging at the corner of her mouth as she reads: That’s the Way of the World.