Inside is a mound of the expected jewellery. All sorts and styles, with all sorts of metals and stones, and all sorts of designs, and so on. He digs through it for a few moments. Hm, not this. Not that. No, no, no... Ah! This one can go. Ugly as sin, but it’ll do. It’s an ostentatious old thing; a thin gold band with an absolutely massive ruby attached to it, surrounded by smaller diamonds. Should be suitable enough.