“I’m so sorry,” said Jason, giving the widow a brief hug.
The widow smiled and whispered a word of thanks.
Jason offered his respects to the body in the casket. A voice from behind him exclaimed, “He looks so life-like.” He turned to discover a couple in their early fifties. He pulled out a business card and gave it to them.
“Better to live now that wait for an undertaker’s brush,” he said.
The couple looked at him strangely, but kept the card.
Stationed next to a wreath of flowers, Jason waited until he heard a mourner say, “He looks so natural.”
Jason handed out another card. “Wouldn’t you rather enjoy that natural look now?” he asked.
The mourner shuffled away with a horrified expression. Jason smiled and returned to his strategic position.
He only had to wait a few seconds when a woman whispered to her husband, “They did such a good job making him up.”
Jason stepped forward and handed her a card. “If you think they did a good job, you need to see my work.”
The woman grasped her husband’s arm and the two abruptly walked away.
At the back of the room, two funeral directors watched Jason.
“What’s with that guy?” asked the first.
“I met him earlier. He claims to be a distant cousin or something,” replied the second.
“What’s he doing?”
“He’s a plastic surgeon. He says funerals are a great place to drum up business,” said the second.
The first funeral director shrugged. “Why not? It works for us.”