My salary is long gone, eaten by the bills, so I've been bumming from Peter and his noodle proceeds.
Me: Honey, I need some more cash.
Peter: How much do you want?
Me: How much am I worth?
Peter: Here's 150RMB.
Me: This is all in tens and fives.
Me: Don't you need change for the shop?
Peter: No, I've got too much. That's why you get it.
Me: I can't walk around with all these small bills. People will think I'm a stripper.
Peter: It's not like you'll be going around making purchases of 50RMB.
Me: So this is how you control my spending.
Peter: Not at all. For the right pair of shoes, you'd risk looking like a stripper.
Me: I want a divorce.
Peter: Can you get a divorce for 150 RMB?
Peter: Your lawyer will think you're a stripper.
Peter: So, no on the divorce?
Me: Not today. Maybe tomorrow.
Peter: Great. Can you make some popcorn?