"Oh, well, that's not bad," says the man who knows all too well what it's like to have an empty bank account.

"I'm, uhm, Martin. By the way."

This is the part he always hates the most. He could tell Rich that he's a pilot, and then have to admit that it's just a really expensive hobby, and then have to admit that he actually makes his money with a broken down old Ford Transit, or he can just wait until he's asked directly and give a well-crafted, subtle lie.

He goes for the second option, and says nothing on the matter.