Extortion?

Johnny & I picked Erin up from school today.  As is customary for Erin and her friends, they played on the school's front lawn for 25 minutes or so after dismissal and then we all headed to our separate cars.  I strapped Johnny in and Erin got herself situated, and we headed home. 

As I was pulling up to a red light, Erin tapped me on the shoulder from the backseat. 

"What's up Erin?" I asked.

"I have to give you something."

"OK.  Can it wait until we're parked?"

"No Dadoo.  I have to give it to you right now."

"Well I'm driving right now. What is it and why can't it wait?"

"Just put your hand back here and I'll put it in your hand."   This phrase didn't inspire much confidence. 

"Erin, what is it?"

Long sigh.  "Your HAND, Dadoo."

Reluctantly, I reached into the backseat, half expecting Erin to press something slimey into my palm.  Instead, she filled my hand with a notepad sized slip of paper.

"What's this?" 

"Just read it Dadoo," Erin said, the glee evident in her voice.  But by this time the light had changed and we were moving again.  I had to wait for the next red light, which was just a few blocks up the street.  Once stopped, I looked down at the piece of paper.  It read, and I quote:

     Dear Dadoo,

Please give me 1.00$ OR ELSE

As I read it, I could hear Erin snickering in the back seat.

"Or else WHAT?" I asked as I made eye contact with her in the rear view mirror.  At this point her snickering turned to outright guffaws.

"What do you mean?" She replied, after she managed to compose herself enough to speak.

"I mean, why should I give you a dollar?  What's the or else?"

Silence from the back seat. 

"Erin?  Erin?  What are you doing back there?"  Her head was down, out of view of the mirror, and she was starting to giggle again.  Johnny joined in giggling away, as if he were in on her joke.  Then she tapped me on the shoulder and handed me another piece of paper.  Here's what it read:

Dear Dadoo

Because

As she saw me read it, she burst out laughing hysterically again.  Johnny was cracking up as well at this point.  The sound of their harmonized laughter was so contagious that within seconds, I was wiping tears of laughter out of my eyes in the front seat as I desperately tried to focus on the road.     

However, I never did give Erin that dollar and I never did find out what the "Or Else" actually represented.  Maybe I should sleep with one eye open tonight.