He smiles at mom and then leans down to the kid's level. "No one's in trouble, Zoey." Except for my wallet, dignity, and possibly that date I was supposed to have with the Green Lady on Friday. "But it is time to go home with you and your friends and mom, alright?"
The horses are getting wrangled. People are staring to settle and he can hear the manager screaming and the police sirens in the distance.
He looks back to the Mom. "LAPD and I still get along. I'll make sure to get back to you with anything they have to say on this one."
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