It’s a Friday night in 1977 and I’m having a family event at my house. Me and my dad are walking in the rainy dark streets of Lafayette, heading to the fish and chip shop at the market for dinner. I feel pretty tired, in my mind I’m planning on escaping the family event to lock myself in my room and go to sleep early.

We walk into the fish shop, there’s a young woman at the counter who looks just as bored as I am.

“Hey can we order a take-out?” my father asks her.