You were broke. This is how this story starts: you had absolutely no money, but at least you were lucky; as you thought of your financial situation as usual, you almost hit the wall of a building with a flyer on it. You placed a hand on it so it didn't risk flying away with the wind and read it: "Come working here at Uncle Pete's Pizza Pit! Looking for waiters.", it said. There was something written underneath, but it was way too small for you to understand. What mattered was the wage - you literally rushed into the restaurant so fast you were close to smashing the door. When you got in, looking as if you just ran a marathon, who you presumed was the owner looked up from the counter (if you could even call that looking, as he was wearing a giant mask. Or was it his head?) and greeted you with a quick wave.

"Ciao!"

He simply said in a friendly tone, staring at you (?) unnervingly as he waited for you to pick a table - the place was empty and his first thought was that you came there to eat, obviously.