They went to a restaurant and he tells her to wait here while he goes to find his boy.

She gives up the keys and he drives to a safehouse to drop off everything they bought.

He comes back 15 minutes later. She’s already ordered and is eating an appetizer – French fries with cheese.

He gives the keys back and motions that his man is outside.

“Give me a minute with him. I’ll be right back.”

She’s got no reason to worry, right? The first time, when he took the car, yes. But she had the car keys this time.

She waited…

And waited…

And he never came back.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“You wanted the truth, right?”

“Yeah, but that’s hearsay and has no bearing on anything whatsoever!”

“Well, that’s a story. You wanna bust somebody, go find him.”

“What?”

“Now either book me or let me go. I KNOW MY RIGHTS!”