So I was in the market for a new spoon so I went to the headshop around the corner from me. So I notice two cop cars out front, but I go inside anyway thinking the cops might be in the gold seller store next to it. Nope, at least seven police officers are inside processing paperwork. The cute local woman officer in the doorway says "Come on in don't be afraid of the police.". So it ends up with me talking story with the owner and a couple of the officers where copious use of the word marihuana is thrown around. Turns out a bunch of glass pieces and the money in the register was stolen. Man those guys that work in the store are super chill they did not deserve that. My new spoon will forever be called "The Five O".