Andrew felt like while he had gotten an education on rings and the like yesterday, today he was actually getting a true lesson. Maxwell was kind, patient, but firm. He went through several types of rings, several stones, everything. By the end of this hour-long presentation, Andrew had a very detailed understanding of what Maxwell didn't want.
He didn't want a solitary stone. He didn't want something with a super thin band. He didn't want anything red or yellow or pink. If the ring had gems embedded into the band, he didn't want the whole ring to be made that way. He didn't really like yellow gold. Thought it didn't suit him.
The list went on, and Andrew made sure he got every little thing. His head was spinning, and he was thinking that it was a damn miracle that with the few designs that Andrew felt like he liked, none of them met the criteria of a 'bad ring' in Maxwell's eyes.
