"Lucky is not the word I would apply to it." He is all about that dry and self-deprecation method to dealing with death.

He offers a quick but genuine apology to the woman at the counter, but fortunately there doesn't seem to be anyone else waiting in line.

"You are not, but we should not hold up the whole store either. If you are in communal housing, I suppose I will see you around. You will forgive me, however, if I am not always in the mood to discuss the future."