Percy looks at frodo laughing shaking his head.

That's cute but strangely I believe you. Calling the cops wouldn't help because I have nothing on me. But check this out here's my number and we'll talk bussiness. By the way I'm Percy Gains and my I specialize in weed in any strain, coke, molly, codeine-promethazine and kicking ass. No threat to you, right now of course.

He hand Fredo a piece of paper with his number on it. Then walks to the drive side of his impala shoots a bird at the police. He gets in and drives off.