Norman was no stranger to the way money made some people act, it was a bit taboo really. It made people happy, sad, or drove them mad.

"Well, rest assured, the money in your account is yours to keep under law. We won't do anything with it without express written permission from you, the account holder." Norman picked up one of the small paper birds and noticed for the first time the individual folds in the paper. "Marvellous." Once again forgetting he was actually at work. Then he remembered and placed the avian back on the table "That is to say, no meddling allowed."