Frankie's about as far from a 'cougar' as it's possible to get. Sure, she's an older, attractive woman and he's a younger, hot guy but she doesn't own a pair of killer heels, she'd never contemplate Botox and she's definitely not in the market for a toy boy. For goodness sake, he's barely older than her daughter who also, incidentally, happens to be his friend. Sometimes, though, life has a funny way of giving you what you actually need rather than what you think you need