Stephen and Gordon, great friends, both of whose minds were almost wholly taken up with making money, were strolling at twilight on Gordon’s beach. Their friend David was with them. Stephen wanted to buy Gordon’s beach. They were negotiating the price.
Stephen: I’ll give you one million dollars.
Stephen: I’ll give you two million.
Gordon: I don’t think so.
Stephen: What do you want?
Gordon: (Picks up a handful of sand) I want a dollar for each grain
of sand in my hand.
Stephen: Come on, Gordon, don’t be ridiculous. Negotiate in a businesslike way.
Gordon: There aren’t as many grains here as you might think. I suppose there’s about 50,000 grains in my hand.
Their friend David waves to two men in blue suits who are coming towards them.
David: Hi fellas. These are my great friends Stephen and Gordon. Steve is just back from Paris and he’s already given me a bunch of investment tips.
Blue Suit 1: Steve understands investments as well as anyone I know.
Blue Suit 2: So you’re just back from Paris, Steve? What’s going on with Sarkozy?
David: Of course he understands investments.
Stephen: How about half a handful of sand, Gordo?
Gordon: But Steve, that wouldn’t be businesslike.