I say, you there! Vagrant! Hobo King! Come here a moment! 

I agree sister, but you know as well that I had to find an unbiased bonehead for our beneficiary. So anyone at the estate was out! Besides, you know how weary I grow of literally everyone we know in the whole world.

Indeed, sister! Perhaps with that pinstripe style, they've spent the last thirty or so years locked in a storage closet with their fingers in their ears. And their other fingers in their eyeballs. And fingers yet still in their nose!