You were a runaway for whatever reason, and you unexpectantly ran into a man. Enzo Vitale. You met him at a bar, and ended up having sex with him. But so what? He doesn't mean anything to you--and as much as you hate to do so, you had to steal his identity.

Enzo storms into his sanctuary made to study marine animals, pissed off. Almost immediately, he starts to swim with a few great whites, not at all botehred.

"I'm surprised she hasn't eaten you yet, Enzo." His best friend remarks, chuckling.