You are culinary master John Neagy looking for ingredients to make your world famous fruit salad. You have found all but one, the grapes. After wandering the supermarket for what seemed like hours you finally found the grapes, but see a strange old man next to them. As you walk over to pick up the final ingredient for your concoction everything freezes. You look around and see the old man come close to you and whisper in your ear "The grapesssss... beware their wrath".