"Your grandson won."
"Oh, really?" the old man asked casually, ringing up a few of the boy's choice cards. "Well he's quite a duelist."
"That he is. But I have a problem, sir."
"What's that?" he asked.
"Well, Yugi did not take the reward offered to him, should he win the duel," Akari said. "A kind act, sure, but an assault on my honor. So... show me your Blue-Eyes."
"What!?"
"Your Blue-Eyes White Dragon," he said forcefully. "Get it out. NOW!"
Solomon was shocked enough that he started to obey.
"Well, it's torn..." he began. Then Akari snatched it out of his hand. "Hey! Give that back. What are you doing!?"
The card glowed, and Akari tossed it back on the table. Solomon looked at it, and cried out in happy surprise. "Aaahh!"
"The joy you feel over this will be enough reward for Yugi," Akari said. "But please, don't tell him."
For the Blue-Eyes White Dragon of Solomon Moto... was no longer a damaged card.