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I worked with a guy who had worked at a restaurant when he was younger. There was this older man who'd come to eat lunch once a week, every single week.
After a while my coworker learned that this man was so filthy rich he'd fly in on a helicopter from Stockholm to have his lunches there. I don't remember exactly where the restaurant was, but it was a decent bit away, not in the outskirts of Stockholm at least. The man eventually bought the restaurant from the owners, at which point he'd ensure that it was always open for his weekly lunches. I think he bought the restaurant because they'd keep the restaurant closed on holidays and he wasn't happy about that.
The long and the short of it though, is that this bullshit actually happens. There are people out there that can fly helicopters hither and dither, and casually buy restaurants.
Them: "We're now open on Christmas."
Me: "Yeah? Let me know how THAT turns out. I mean, I won't be here, so it'll be interesting to see how THAT works out!