"How was the pie?" I asked, despite the fact that I really didn't care.
"It was good," he replied.
"Was it worth a billion and one dollars?"
"I'd say so," he said with smile, "but you really can't put a price on a good pie. It's like putting a price on the laugh of a child, or the kiss of a loved one. The best moments in life are the ones where money isn't a concern."
I pondered this for a moment. "But money WAS a concern. It cost a billion and one dollars."
"Oh," he said. "Well it was good, anyway."
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