You were reported for stealing from people around the area. You weren't a stealer of course, but people saw you as a thief and a rascal for being a kid that ran around all the time. It was 11:03 pm at night on November 4th 1964. You were handcuffed, about to be led away, when Vincent walked out of his bistro after closing. He looked at the officers, and then at you. You had met him, after you were ran out of another restaurant for not buying anything. He looked at you and his eyes widened.