I asked, "What?"
Sasha said, "Michael blocked my credit card. Do you have any money?"
I opened my purse and showed it to her. I said, "I have some."
Sasha glanced at the few thin bills in my purse and said, "These are not enough."
I said dejectedly, "Then, what should we do?"
"No way! Michael didn't give you his card? He's a very wealthy man, Cecily. Quick, take out the card that Michael gave you." Sasha's eyes flashed with a premeditated light. I realized then that this was the reason she came to me today.
I spread my hands and said, "I really don't have any credit cards. You might be disappointed."
Sasha looked at me suspiciously and took my purse from my hand. I allowed her to examine it, and sure enough, she couldn't find anything in it.
