"I'd say you're middle of the road."
I can handle the middle. Not too high and not too low.
"Okay. So I'm good with my risk right now. But I can change it later, correct?"
"Sure. Any time."
"All right. Is there a book or something I can read to learn about this?"
"I think I have something better for you." She opens a folder and pulls out a flyer. "This is our women's investment class. If you want, you can join. It's starting in a few weeks."
I read over the flyer. "If I decide to come to this, can I bring my friend with me?"
"Sure. It's open to the public."
"Okay. I think I'll drag my friend, Harper, with me. Maybe I'll see if Vivian and her friends want to come, too."
Nina smiles. "Tell your friends we have drinks and food."
"Alcoholic ones?"
"Yep."
"That makes it easier to sell."
She laughs and hands me the folder. "This is all your account information, and my card is in there. Call me with any questions."
I hold the fancy folder embossed with their firm name in metallic foil. I point to it. "Is this to make me feel like a legit investor?"
She raises her eyebrows. "Does it?"
"Kind of."
"I'll tell the marketing team."
"Thank you. I'll let you know about the class."
Dmitri and I leave, and we stop in a cafe for a late breakfast.
"I like Nina. She's nice."
"She's excellent at what she does."
"I'm surprised you have a female advisor."
"It's proven women manage money better than men."
I tilt my head. "Is that true?"
"Statistics show it."
"Hmmm." I pull out the statement and put it in front of him. "Do you know how to read this?"
"Yes."
"Will you explain it to me?"
"Of course." We spend the next few hours eating and reviewing my investments. Dmitri patiently answers all my questions and keeps telling me to take my time. When we leave the restaurant, I feel empowered, as if I'm capable of handling my account.