I ask if she buys herself treats. 'Treats ...' she echoes, blank. 'I'm less and less focused on that every year. My first year on Wall Street I got a $6,000 bonus, and I bought a stereo for $1,600, and it's the most joy I've ever got out of anything. And we have a lot of charitable things that we do, my husband and I. I'm on the board of the Michael J Fox Foundation for Parkinson's Research, which is very important to us - my mother-in-law has Parkinson's. And we are fairly active politically.' But treats? 'Well, I have four girlfriends, and we have been best of friends since elementary school and sometimes I'll do things for them. We went to London for all of our 40th birthdays and I was happy to finance that trip.' Does she buy nice clothes? 'Sometimes. I'll wear this.' She indicates her green chiffon top. Does she have time to shop? 'Not a lot.' Does someone help her? 'Sometimes. And I buy art. Not a lot. I don't have a lot of time. But that first $6,000 was so exciting for me and I probably spent it all and now I keep investing in the fund or other funds. For what end, I don't know. Because ...' She frowns. 'Yeah, I don't know! I don't want my children to ever think they don't have to work. That's clearly not the goal.

— Finerman on what the end game is  

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