Recently a friend passed away and during the course of the confusion following his unexpected death his psycho ex-wife threw forty (or so) hissy fits, the gist of which was that she would not accept Wayne's death until she had seen and touched the body. Accordingly, Wayne's current wife relented and made a special arrangement with the mortuary for the ex-heifer's visitation.
Meantime, Wayne's brother hears something about visitation through the grapevine so he calls the Evans Brown Mortuary, where the body was released to after the autopsy, and asks about visiting arrangements. The guy at Evans Brown explains that there is no formal visitation, just the special viewing for the ex-wife. Then, in a dignified, caring, and professional way he says......are you ready for this?