Not wasted entirely because Julie was around to hear it.
Coco was up too late and wound up cranky and feisty and whiny. After tooth brushing he insisted on getting a dollar for the good (non)job he did.
I said no.
He said that he doesn't love me anymore.
I said it's too bad his love can be bought for a dollar.
Julie laughed and I had to, too.
I gave Julie a dollar.*
*(This part is made up, but sounds good, no?)