“Sorry I killed your phone,” I said, watching as Landon shook the water out of the poor carcass.
“Put your hands behind your back,” the officer barked, preventing me from saying any last words for the phone. His partner was standing off to the side, grinning. At least someone thought I was funny.
I did as I was told since he looked like he meant business.
“You’re coming back to the station with me. You’re under arrest for public nuisance.”
“Public nuisance? Is that even a thing? I just wanted to get my flowers out of the fountain,” I said while the grumpy cop cuffed my hands. “You see, they were a gift. They’re morning glories and mean a lot to me. Can you just let me get them before you arrest me?”
He ignored me and instead read me my rights. Guess I was getting arrested. Well, this was certainly a new experience. I wanted to go on an adventure this weekend, and I guess I got my wish.
“Officer, I’m sure we can work something out,” Landon said, following us to the squad car. “She really just wanted to get the flowers out of the water.”
He turned to Landon, his face drawn tight. “She was dancing in the fountain, lifting up her shirt, and singing, ‘Girls Just Want to Have Fun.’”
“Well, that was just to get her closer to the flowers. She was wading through the fountain in style.”
The policeman’s expression didn’t change one bit. Oh well, at least Landon tried.
“Sir, step back or I’ll arrest you as well,” Officer Grumpy said.
Landon put his hands up and did as he was told. “Where are you taking her?”
“The station over on Sierra Vista Drive. If you want to meet her there, you can post bail once she’s been processed.”
Landon grinned at me, finding this entire situation too amusing for my liking.
He blew me a kiss and stepped back. “I’ll meet you there, honey.”
“Fine. Whatever,” I said while being led to the squad car that was parked on the curb. “I still don’t see why you would arrest me for dancing. I thought this was Las Vegas. I’m sure you have more important things to do than harass innocent people.”
“It’s your lucky day and we’ve had a slow night,” Officer Grumpy said and put his hand on my head. “Now watch your head when you get in the car.”
I got in without further argument, glad I was drunk. Otherwise I would have died from the mortification. But then again, if I hadn’t been so drunk, I wouldn’t have danced in the fountain.
The two police officers got in, and we drove the short distance to the police station in silence.
The grumpy one of the two processed me, and an hour later I was back outside the station with Landon.
“Don’t you dare laugh,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “I just had to give Officer Grumpy my fingerprints. And they took a very unflattering photo. Sandy’s hairstyle is not meant to be used in mug shots.”
That was when Landon lost it and broke out into a full belly laugh. His head was thrown back, and he was holding his stomach.
I elbowed his side. “Shut up. It’s not funny.”
“Oh, but it is. You should have seen yourself. And you could if my phone wasn’t fried. I took a video.”
At least the odds were in my favor for once. No video proof of my stupidity existed.
“You want to keep walking along the Strip? We haven’t seen Austin Powers and Barbara Streisand yet.”
The thought perked me up right away, my ordeal forgotten.Thank you, alcohol-addled brain.“Yes, please. And can we get another one of those neon drinks? The ones with the umbrella. And gummy bears.”
“Since you were just arrested, I guess I can get you another drink. But no more jumping into fountains.”
I nodded emphatically. “Promise. I’m just sad I lost the flowers.”
Landon pulled me into his side. “I’ll get you more.”
