"Well, not this time."
"You smug bastard, James." She smiled. "How much did you win?"
"Enough to pay for this cruise." And then some. The cruise cost six thousand. Which left him with precisely one hundred and nineteen grand.
"How much?" she asked again.
"Just what you've got there," he lied. "Plus a couple of grand spending money."
"You've spent it all on me?"
"On us," he said.
She leaned forward and kissed him. "Sometimes," she said, "you can be a very nice man."