A strawberry blonde woman, dressed head to toe in black except for a pinkish/purple shirt, stood scratching at the inner part of her elbow. A man, also dressed in black, wearing dark sunglasses and a hat leaned up against the Carl's Jr. wall with a couple of suitcases at his feet and a shopping cart full of, what looked to be, plain old junk you'd find at a garage sale.
After we ordered we sat down and as we were eating the woman walked in from the back door of the restaurant and out the front. Then, two police officers walked inside and used their radio. Two more started walking around the restaurant and looked in through the windows. A couple of them wore their badges like necklaces while the others were in full uniform. I peered out the front door and saw the woman bent over the hood of a police car with her bag on the hood and an officer taking items out.
A few more officers walked in, out, and around the restaurant. I half expected one of them to shout at us to stay seated or pull out their weapons (my imagination...), thankfully that didn't happen. While I was thinking that I saw the woman being questioned by the officers. We finished eating and as we exited out the back we saw the man with the sunglasses leaning with his head against the wall, feet spread and his hands cuffed behind his back. We swung out wide and walked on the sidewalk and headed to the parking lot. As I'm getting into the car I saw that the suitcases the man had were opened and there were clothes all over the ground. The logical explanation we all came up with was a drug bust of some kind, that, or they were wanted for something.
Looking back on it, Subway would've been better, but not nearly as interesting. Welcome to The Valley.
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