The Best Way to Have a Fight

This is a recent, slightly embellished conversation between my aunt and I. I had come over to help her with her (huge!) garage sale, and she was going to pay me for my help.

Aunt: Let's see. How much did we make today?
Me (Counting money in change purse): Um..... about $270
Aunt: Wow! That's great! Let's go get a Slurpee to celebrate!
Me: You push too hard, dah-ling... but I accept!
*We jump in the car*
Aunt: Well, I think I'll pay you 15% of what we make, both today and tomorrow.
Me: No, that's too much. It's nearly all your stuff, and I didn't help that much.
Aunt: You were a huge help; you priced everything, moved stuff up from the basement, and moved it out to the garage - all with it 90 degrees out! And no AC!
Me: Well, I did less thatn you did, and like I said, it's all your stuff.
Aunt: I couldn't have done this without you! It would have taken me weeks to do this, and you helped me do it in two days!
Me: Still, 15% is too much. And I owe you at least $20 for food, last time I came over, 'cause I didn't help with anything.
Aunt: I'm going to pay you, whether you like it or not!
Me: Erm, OK. If you insist.

I'm still working on it. I'll be able to convince her to come over to my side soon.

Hey, wait a minute...