Sister (amidst pity party): "No. No real friends. Bet if I died there'd be no more than 15 people at my funeral".
Brother: "No, c'mon, that's not true."
Sister (shaking her head dramatically): "No, it's true."
Brother (smiling): "No, it's tnot rue. I'd have at least 15 of my friends come to support me".
Sister, laughing out loud. Pity party over.
*Yes, ladies, he's available.