Seattle Boyz and the Police

Picture this and then tell me how this urban tale ends: Two Black guys are cruising Bell Town, the preppie night club section of downtown Seattle. It's around 11:00 pm on a Friday night and Beyonce's "Soilder" is spitting tunes out of the CD players and things are good. All of the sudden, the glittery darkness is broken by the sheen of a Seattle Police squad car proceeding through the intersection. Our boyz come to an aprupt but smoot halt as the squad car tentatively slows passing through the intersection. The eyes of the boyz and the eyes of the officers meet briefly in an akward moment and then both vechicles continue on their way. As one of the boyz exits the vehicle to "hit up" an ATM machine in the area, the driver circles the adjacent block hoping to pick up his passanger on a subsequent pass around the block. After a few minutes, our driver spots the passenger in the rear view and cuts through the alley to swoop around and pick up his boy. Protruding through the alley, he honks his horn, his boy notices him and come over and hops in the ride. It's at this time, at the dimly lit entrance to the alley, that out boyz run into the same police squad car again. How does this tale end?