You stop by McJiffy's for a medium two patty with extra cheese wedgies. Also the garlic french fries and a thick savory soybean latte shake. It's only after you finish slowly enjoying this all American meal while slow driving around town that you realize that when you payed for the food you handed the cashier the Officer's card instead of your money. The money still lays on your lap underneath the greasy crinkled burger wrapper. Officer Who? You can't even visualize his face now. Oh well, probably not important anyway.