Two people find themselves on a train platform. Only one has a ticket.
“Destination: heaven,” it reads. “One way.”
“Got your ticket?” the ticket holder asks her platform companion.
He reaches into his pockets only to return empty handed. “Doesn’t look like it. Where’s the train headed?”
She holds out her ticket for him to read, pulling it back before he can snatch it out of her hands.
“Sorry,” she says. “This one’s mine.”