M1: *sighs and rubs his forehead* Maybe I have a brain aneurysm and I'll die so my wife can collect the insurance money.
M2: Way to think positive...for your wife.
M1: Hey, she'd get more money this way than if I waited for severence pay.
M2: How much do you have, like 6x annual pay? How many kids do you have?
And then we parted.