*a secret meetup between heretics* "Alright Marius, you've got the goods. Now hand over the products and I'll give you your pay." "How 'bout we go somewhere more... Private? Especially where no cars can reach us." "What arre you blathering about? No one's around to see us!" *the other guy points at a conspicuous looking Ford Crown Victoria with bullbars and is occupied by two persons who're stuffing themselves with donuts and coffee and may or may not be Arbitrators on a stakeout*
You know it probably happened somewhere at some point.