"...Inventory. ... ... Who wins?"
"You."
"What do I win?"
*Azz points at the bowl of apples and pears*
"...Of course."
In related news, I need to find a local place that sells those dreadful candies that are plastic fruit-shapes with disgusting candy powder in them. This is because we are giving out prizes at the company holiday party. One of them absolutely must be a box with those in it.