James had been playing hacky sack because the cop and his dog had taken away his skateboard.
"The sign says, "No skateboards!" the cop pointed out."
"Okay, I'm not skating now," James said, holding the skateboard.
But the cop went and grabbed the board, "Yeah, but the moment I go away, you are planning to right? You can
pick this up at the 33rd Precinct."
James tried to grab the board back, but the 28 year old cop was bigger, and his patrol dog growled at James.
James headed to the Precinct. There were going to be some changes. He grinned.
"Hey, I'm here for my skateboard," James told the grandfatherly desk sergeant.
"Who confiscated it?" he asked.
"Officer Rizzoli."
"Male or female?"
"You got two Rizzolis?"
"At the moment."
"It was the guy with the dog."
"Ah, Rick Rizzoli and Rex," the sergeant said. "Have a seat, I'll phone the squad room."
James looked at the old sergeant, and thought how he must have looked when he was young. Wrinkles vanished,
white hair turned black. He blinked, the old sergeant was now a young man.
"I just phoned them, and they'll be down with your board in a moment."
James sat down amazed at his powers.
As he sat there, a young man came in wearing cuffs escorted by two policemen.
"Hey, if I was younger than her, you wouldn't be arresting her. This is gender discrimination!"