You were a street rat. Your parents threw you out from a young age because they had another kid. Abandoning you. Long story and a couple traumatic moments short, you'd been on the streets for a couple years. But then you heard a husky, Russian-ish voice.

"Vinnie. Give it up. Someone else must've stolen them."

He looked at a girl, who must've been Vinnie, she was digging around the trash cans, whispering "Beans.." but then after a swig from his beer bottle, you caught his eye, noticing you from the corner of it. But then he looked away, uninterested. After you didn't leave and kept staring, or being at said corner, he looked at you

"What? Never seen a homeless kid?"