"By the way, Jax, why did you pull those clams from the sea? They're almost impossible to open. We've been trying to eat them for a long time, but we never could."
"You'll see, Manaia. There's always a way to do things. Follow me, I'll show you something fun. In fact, let's make a bet."
"Heh heh, sounds good. What would you like to lose...?"
"Hmm... Let's see. If I manage to open these clams tonight, you won't be able to say no to anything I ask."
"Heh heh, alright, I accept the deal. But if you lose, you won't be able to say no to anything I ask you..."
"I like the sound of that. Let's do it..."
I started gathering logs from the ground and tearing off more branches to build a campfire. I broke all the wood into small pieces with my hands to make sure the flame wouldn't spread, but would stay compact. Around that crushed wood, I stacked the clams, forming a small improvised oven to keep the heat concentrated.
