Doesn't everyone?

[He's not sure he understands why she's being so hesitant about this.]

I figure I'd either be a starving artist who'd died in a ditch somewhere by now, or an unhappy fry cook in a fast food restaurant. That just sounds like the way things would go for me.

[The bassist spreads his arms out to either side.]

But we all earned our way here, right? [Hadn't they?] This is better than most people could hope for.