Renee Jennings and Michelle Fuller didn't actually make Sean Fuller's friend deliver the purses.
The group met in a tea room. On a long, single-piece wooden table sat an exquisite ceramic tea set. Grand, powerful calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls, and vast swaths of brilliant sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating the wooden floor.
Sean Fuller's friend was a very trendy young man with dyed pink hair. He wore a loose-fitting black graphic T-shirt paired with pink cargo pants that matched his hair.
Seeing the two older women, he bowed reservedly and greeted them, "Hello, you two! I'm Yuri Sullivan. You can call me Chad."
Michelle Fuller put on the air of a mature older sister and smiled. "Alright, Chad. Have a seat."
Sean Fuller was used to his sister's theatrics, so he didn't call her out on it.
"Thanks!" Yuri Sullivan said, sitting down next to Sean Fuller.
