After thinking about it, Suri Drew said, "How much are your belongings worth? I'll compensate you for them. I'll transfer you the money, and you can buy new ones. I'm not opening the door for you."
"No, my stuff is too expensive. You can't afford it. Just open the door for me," Yigol Novak said with a feigned serious tone.
"What? Are you trying to trick me? You just have a few worn-out clothes! What can't I afford?" Suri Drew replied, feeling triumphant again.
She felt like she had regained her dignity, lost when she'd backed down in the living room earlier.
"No, really, you can't afford it. Just open the door and let me take my stuff," Yigol Novak said seriously again.
Suri Drew's anger, which had just subsided, flared up once more.
"Tell me, what can't I afford?"