"Vince Frame? ... I don't remember any Vince Frame. The only Vince I know is Vince McKinnon. What are you trying to pull, anyway? Trying to put one over on me, eh? Who are you, really?"
You yank your arm out of his grip as the man calling himself Vince Frame stammers out,
"There WAS a Vince Frame, I tell you! I was Steve's brother and I was married to Angie Perrini--"
"Never heard of her."
"But--"
Without another word, you shove the guy back in the closet, slam it shut, and lock it. Satisfied with a job well done, you head downstairs.