So a wealthy Texan's son is getting married... ...and his son asks if he can give his deceased mother's ring to his bride. His father is all for this, and someone suggests that he have it appraised for insurance purposes. The father has a lady friend who is a professional appraiser, so he invites her to look at the ring. She agrees, and says that her ""fee"" will be a supper at a very nice Dallas restaurant. After dessert, they are lingering over coffee; he presents the ring to his friend, she opens the box and takes out her jeweler's loupe, carefully examines it for awhile... ...puts it back in the box and returns it to him... ...and at the next table, someone exclaims, ""My God, I've heard these Texas women were picky, but THAT takes the cake!""