They're cleverly standing far enough apart that the other one could easily be cropped out of the photo, should a difficult boardroom power struggle result in one of them stabbing the other in the back and having them booted out.
"Yeah, lean back, ASSHOLE. Rotate your torso away from mine, DICKWEED. You'll be cropped the hell out of this BITCH after next Wednesday's management meet."
We did an all-day training course on libel laws in about 2002, and can't remember if it'd be OK to suggest Mike is probably Lonnie's secret love child borne by his personal assistant in 1967, hence his suspiciously rapid rise through the ranks of Newmark Homes.
If Lonnie Googles himself in his lunch break he'll go BALLISTIC. If anyone from Newmark Homes hears chairs being thrown around in Lonnie's office, please drop us a line and we'll delete it all. Lonnie's not going to know how to retrieve cached versions.