"Hmm, maybe Mindy might like it? I'm sure she still likes jewelry... besides, worst case I could sell it and pay for Georgia's rumba classes." He muttered, quickly picking it up.
Eric had intended to store it in his briefcase, but subconsciously slipped it onto his right hand, unaware that the power of the wring not only compelled him to do so, but also now gave him and extraordinary ability. Though, whether curse or blessing would be up for him to decide.
As he continued along, he began to wonder what else he needed for his trip when he saw his phone began to ring.
"Oh dear, Georgia is calling..." He muttered, answering the phone quickly.
"Hi honey!" He greeted, hoping she was just going to quickly ask something.
"What did you say to Mindy?!" She screeched into the phone.
"H-honey plea-" He tried to explain before being cut off once more.
"Don't honey me! You promised her! She called me, completely devastated!" Georgia continued to rant. "You heartless asshole! You bitch! You... you utter pig! How could you do this to her, are you even a man?!" She continued to rant, but Eric began to drone her out. He understood her frustration, but he didn't appreciate her attitude.
"Georgia, listen to me..." He began to counter her yelling, unaware that he was about to alter his life and reality as a whole.