Napolitano ignores him and approaches the women on the sidewalk.
The cop looks at his female partner. They’re both spooked, unsure what to do. The female SHINES a light through the mayor’s window and peers inside. Napolitano, meanwhile, is gathering a small crowd of people coming and going from the coffee shop: an Old Man, a Couple, a Guy with Tattoos.
The two cops confer quietly between themselves and move toward their car.
No one says anything.
INT. NAPOLITANO’S LEXUS – MINUTES LATER – NIGHT
Napolitano is going over everything in his head as he drives away. Suddenly, his phone rings. He clicks it on.