I bought my mom a Croissant because I think she deserves it for tolerating me. I also bought her a Danish because she’s been tolerating me for 8 months now. After buying said gifts, I walked back to the car only to see a sexy guy wearing shades taking pictures. It made me happy to see tourists back on the streets again. So I got in the car with a smile on my face, and then suddenly it clicked, the “tourist” was a cop and the “picture” was my number plate.