“Let Isabel or me know directly how much money they took from you,” he tells her when they say goodbye. “I’ll solve it.” She just shakes her head, but she’s smiling. “Okay, you really are rich.” “I really am,” he deadpans. “I also want to help Isabel, and that includes her family. I’m sorry this happened to you.” “I appreciate it,” she says. Then she turns to me with a wink. “Okay. I’m starting to get it.” I shake my head at her. “Get in the car.” “Yes, ma’am.”
