I hope you dance

The woman wrote to the advice columnist, concerned  about her eighty-two year old mother.  Seems the mother had of late taken up dancing, having joined a studio where she took lessons, and traveled with the dance troupe to various locations, and at considerable expense, up to six figures.    The daughter worried that the dance studio was leading her mother on, with extensive praise for her dancing abilities. The daughter had attempted to intervene, but had gotten the message that it was none of her business.  The mother is financially well-off, and able to support herself very comfortably.  The daughter says she is worried that her mother's money will be spent, and that then when she has to provide care for her mother the money will be gone.  I say Boo Hoo.