Mail from Tamala

So I must make a confession, darling. I may have told a little white lie. The cream you helped me make isn't for my cough, it's for my wrinkles. I know, I know! I'm the last person who needs beauty cream, but you should have seen me before I invented my little concoction. I looked like absolute death! I was wondering if others might be interested in sharing the proverbial wealth? Stop by and let's have a little chat about a new business opportunity.