The reason my friend asked me to lunch

The other day my friend Kenneth came into the bank I work in to make a small deposit. When he was done on that side of the bank he came over to my side of the bank to ask how I was doing after my jaw surgery. I had fallen off my bike three weeks back and had to have some surgery. He also wanted to take me to lunch with his father. They were going to be talking about a smsf that his father was starting and he thought that I might find the conversation interesting considering where I work.