What do you do? What do you mean? What do you do for a living? Why? So you can pretend like you're interested? [Laughs] OK. You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh. We have the exact same briefcase. Soap. Sorry? I make and I sell soap-- the yard stick of civilization. Narrator: And this is how I met... "Tyler Durden." Did you know, if you mixed equal parts of gasoline and frozen or angejuice concentrate, you can make napalm? No, I did not know that. Is that true? That's right. One can make all kinds of explosives using simple household items. Really? If one were so inclined. Tyler, you are, by far, the most interesting "single-serving" friend I've ever met. See, obviously, everything on a plane is single-serving, even-- Oh, I get it. It's very clever. Thank you. How's that working out for you? What? Being clever. Great. Keep it up, then. Right up. Now a question of etiquette. As I pass, do I give you the ass