"Bet?" Lenny teased.
"Bet it is!" Memoria replied without thinking, then added, "How are we betting?"
"Alright!" Lenny got up and grabbed a small box from a large paper carton on the table, "If you win, what's inside is yours!"
What he was holding was a black box, about half the size of a palm, which didn't seem particularly special.
Knowing the cunning and danger of the man before her, Memoria seriously pressed further.
"What's inside?"
Lenny juggled the box in his hand.
"What, scared?"
It's just a small box, nothing to be afraid of, even if there's a spider inside, she'd just throw it away.
Really?
Memoria glanced at the card in her hand, "I'm not interested in this wager, how about we change it?"
"What kind of wager do you want?" Lenny smirked slyly, speaking in a playful tone, "I... am game for anything!"
Memoria spoke seriously, "If I win, from today onward, you can't target me anymore; you're not allowed to force me into anything I don't want to do."
