"Fifty-four and fifty-five..." Reto muttered, touching the last grape, lightly wiggling the tip of the bunch.
"What...? What did you say...?" Felix muttered in disbelief, he needed to hear it again.
Reto smirked, "In this bunch, there are exactly 55 grapes, no more, no less. If your memory is better than your hearing, you know what that means."
Felix smiled broadly as his eyes shone brightly.
"It means I've won! Doesn't it!" Felix exclaimed cheerfully.
"Sure." Reto nodded, "Well, as I promised, I won't just let you live, there's a small prize waiting for you as well, though it's more of an offer than a prize."
"Hmm...? I don't quite follow you." Felix tilted his head in confusion.
Reto smirked insidiously as he held up a finger, "Look, now you have two choices again. You can leave right now and continue to invade various spaces like a common thief."
"Or...?"