The Cop gets involved

"Hey, what's going on over there?" Both Robert and Jock turn to see that the Cop is striding over, hands on hips. Judging by her expression, Robert assumes she was moments from going on break but now she has to deal with this shit..

"Look, it's nothing really, Officer" Robert smiles "This young man here just wants some of my alcohol for he and his friends and I was just reminding him that the legal drinking age in this state is 21.." The Cop, Rawlings, according to her name badge, eyes Robert before looking down at the alcohol, particularly the open can in Robert's hand. "The consumption of alcohol is illegal on Transit Authority Property, sir, I'm going to have to ask you to dispose of it.."

"No freaking way.." Robert thought; Fratty and his little shits had been smoking a few moments ago and she didn't seem to give a crap about that. His moment of thought must have looked like he was refusing to comply because Rawlings is suddenly in his face "Can I see your ID, please,sir?" Oh, she was NOT doing this old song and dance, surely?! "Look" Robert put on what he hoped was a disarming smile "Do I really have to show you my ID? Look, you want me to dispose of the booze, I'll dispose of the booze. Heck, there's a trash can right over there, I'll do it right now.."

But if he had any chance with the Gestapo here, he'd lost it, as Rawlings sneers and moves a hand to her radio "Refusing to identify, huh? You're going Downtown, buddy.." Freaking bitch, that was NOT what he was doing!

"Look, there's no need for that, please, just stop.."