Except Jeeves would add "...but is sir sure that investing such a large sum in Cousin Eddie's racehorse is wise? You will recall his "sure thing" at the parish tombola."

And then later when you lose your shirt, you'd find he'd not actually bet on the horse you asked for, because he'd spoken to Captain Aykroyd's man who'd explained that the fix was in, Greased Lightning had had a plate of porridge to slow him down for breakfast; he'd instead put it all on Dreadnought at 8 to 1, which had won by a length.

You know come to think of it that's exactly who I want managing my finances.