streetlevel

[She remains quiet, too tempted to argue, aware that Matt knows how she feels.] You know money is not a big deal for me. But I get it. [She pauses for a brief moment.] But can you promise me, as in really promise me, Matt. Will you tell me if things are not good?

[Lying came easy to him, she knew that by now.]

Also, you don't happen to have a curler, do you?