He strolled down historic Gastown. On the way to the Lamplighter, he met a bedraggled transient named Shane. Shane asked him for a few bucks - ostensibly for a sandwich. He enthusiastically agreed, with one condition: "I'll get you the sandwich." Shane, unimpressed by the absence of cash, reluctantly consented.
As he walked down to the nearest late night sandwich shop, he asked Shane where he was from.
"Saskatoon."
"I'm from Calgary, Shane. How did you end up in Vancouver?"
"My pa left us real early on. My mom barely made enough cleaning hotel rooms and I had to drop out of school at 15 to keep us afloat. I worked on my uncle's farm for a long while, until we had a falling out. I was seventeen when I left home and headed out West to find work."
He interrupted. "We're here."
They walked into the shop.