“My first thought was that you didn’t belong there, surrounded by ten-thousand-dollar suits, because you weren’t rich enough. And that’s where I was wrong. You don’t fit in with that crowd because you’re better than them.” “You think money means—” “No,” I reached over and took his hand. “I’m not explaining this right. It’s not the money. Not to you. But it is to them. That’s all it is to them. They think respect and self-worth are directly proportionate to their net value. But you’re not like that. You walked into that bar wearing jeans and a T-shirt with more integrity than they could dream
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