Notice: None of the characters belong to me. I only wrote this story for fun, not for monetary gains.

Chelsea just went to her room without uttering another word. What am I going to do without Panini? she said under her breath. The next day, she decided to heed her dad's advice and look for a job. As luck would have it, her favorite restaurant, Chen Wa's Chinese foods, had a "Now Hiring" sign posted, so Chelsea filled out an application. Since the owner knew her so well, he hired her on the spot as a delivery girl.

"Mr. Banks is your first customer," The manager, Ken, told her. "You're gonna learn to hate him because he never tips. Well, that's not exactly true. You see, he orders food about twice a week and pays for it with cash. But he won't tip in cash. He always tries to tip in illegal substances." So Chelsea took his order, hopped on the delivery bike, and went to Mr. Banks' residence.

Once she arrived, she rang the doorbell. A man opened the door and Chelsea greeted him, "Hello."

"Hi," said the man. "You're new, aren't you?"

"Yes," said Chelsea. "I'm Chelsea. Anyway, your total will be $17.50." He gave her the money and she handed him his food. "Have a nice day."

"Wait a minute, Chelsea. Don't you want a tip?" said Mr. Banks.

"I've heard about your tipping," replied Chelsea.

"I just got in some Panini Facial Cream. I don't know if you've ever tried this stuffÂ…"

"Panini Facial Cream!" said Chelsea, with a little excitement in her voice.

"I'll tip you two jars," said Mr. Banks, holding them out to Chelsea.

"Thank you," said Chelsea. Before going back to Chen Wa, she put some on her face. It was the same quality as her cousin had given her, a very smooth, refined cream.

When she got back to Chen Wa, Ken apologized, "Chelsea, I'm sorry for sending you to Mr. Banks for your first delivery."
"Don't worry about it," said Chelsea. "He's not that bad." After that, Mr. Banks gave Chelsea two bottles of Panini facial cream every time she delivered to his house. He became her favorite customer and always asked for her when he ordered food. Since Chelsea had such a constant and abundant supply of Panini, she started using it very often and it always made her feel really good.

However, she started noticing something very weird. One day, she woke up and her face was all itchy. She knew that scratching her face was bad for her skin so she immediately washed it. That didn't help at all; on the contrary, it made it even itchier. Then she put on her Panini and all the itching went away. Every morning after that, she'd wake up with an itchy face and the Panini would always stop the itching. Sometimes, she'd even wake up in the middle of the night with an itchy face and she'd have to put on some Panini to get back to sleep. She also started to notice that she was getting more freckles on her face.