I'm the Boss

Discussing the price of Chinese takeouts, and how John needs more gas in his car, John says the food was just below $60 (he tipped well; we've been eating there for my entire life), but my parents don't need to pay for all of it.

My dad is flustered: "So how much do you want?"
Me: Sixty.
John: Forty.
My mom: Sixty.
Me: He wants sixty.
John: Forty.
My mom: He wants sixty!
Me: He wants sixty!

He gets sixty.

Earlier at the table, eating the Chinese food:

Me: I'm the boss!
My mom: You always have been.