Jack: I didn’t know you would really make me cook dinner tonight.
Jill: What not? You lost the bet. You have to cook.
Jack: It was a stupid bet.
Jill: Yes. Stupid enough to drag you in.
Jack: And I can’t believe I lost the bet in the first place.
Jill: Believe it, honey, because you did.
Jack: How didn’t I know how much cash I had in my wallet?
Jill: That is the gamble that worked out well for me.
Jack: Anyway, how to cook rice?
Jill: I am calling the pizza place for delivery, as backup. Just in case.
Jack: No. No. I can cook. You guide me. I will cook.
Jill: Don’t worry. Pizzas, My treat! I’ve got twelve hundred bucks.
Jack: That is exactly how much was short on my guess in the bet.