My dinner party was headed for disaster.
One man, an insurance salesman, was monopolizing the conversation with a lengthy account of recent litigation involving himself. Since two other guests were lawyers, I was becoming increasingly uneasy.
“In the end,” the salesman concluded, “you know who got all the money.”
“The lawyers!” he shouted.
There was embarrassed silence at the table. My heart was pounding until the wife of one lawyer said, “Oh, I love a story with a happy ending.”