Pink purse with flower

Me: I need a purse. A pink purse. With a flower.

F: I am leaving for the airport in the morning. I don't have time to go shopping before that.

Me: I need a pink purse with a flower.

F: I really don't have time to go shopping before the plane leaves.

Me: I have every confidence that you can make this happen.

Fast forward one hour and several texted pictures of purses...

F: I got your purse. Two purses, actually.

Me: I knew you could do it.

F: You have no idea what it took. Everything is closing here and I had to leave the office and run fifteen minutes to the purse store. They were closed, so I had to bang on the glass and ask them to open. The girl said no, but the owner came out. I had to agree to pay with my American credit card before he would open the door. Then he let me in and I had to look at all of these purses. Do you know how many purses there were? And none of them were pink with a flower!

Me: But you got two.

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