"I like your umbrella."
"Thanks. You know, I have two of them."
"Two of the same kind?"
"Yeah, it's the weirdest thing. One day I stepped outside of my building, and I saw what I thought was my umbrella on the street."
"It had the same handle and everything?"
"Yeah, and then when I took it to work, I noticed my umbrella was already in my cube."
"What are the chances of that happening? That's like being struck by lightening twice."