Albert, I think he was a singer, asked me about my past. Well, too bad, he wasn't going to get much. Not yet, at least. "I grew up in Long Island, wandered around after that." I said simply. Then I continued eating the food. That was all that really mattered. Food. And there was lots of it. Along with water, another thing that mattered. I never knew being a 'hero' could be so rewarding. I might have to slip some of the scraps into my bag. If I did, I sure wouldn't be going hungry anytime soon. When I thought no-one was watching, I slipped a bunch of food from my plate into my bag. Hopefully no-one noticed.