"And you know about dollars in the Wastes of Ballsack?" Grif replied, skeptical. He wasn't even sure about that big, ominous-sounding title. She had just pretended to be a space mermaid and was not scoring high in honesty points.

"And even if I give you a space dollar," because he was just going to roll with calling them space dollars, "I'm gonna want it back then before I tell you anything about me."

He stopped himself with a wave of his hand. "Actually no, too late, now it's two space dollars."

He might as well turn a profit on that, right?