You were in New York, doing... whatever you do in New York, when you happened to glance into an alleyway. There was a purple, kind of human-looking creature inside a dumpster. You approached it, cautiously of course. It could be agressive. It didn't seem to notice you, and now that you had a closer look, it seemed like the dumpster was this beast's humble abode. It was eating a moldy loaf of bread. There was also a trombone in the dumpster. Wow. Trombones.