Rent-a-cop: [to Balaclava] Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to remove the mask.
Me: It's ok. He's with me.
Rent-a-cop: Take off the mask and you can stay.
Rent-a-cop: Hey! You can't take my picture!
Me: Just did.
Rent-a-cop: Don't take my picture again.
Me: This is a public place. I can take a picture of anything I want to.
Rent-a-cop: [Points to invisible line in the middle of the sidewalk] No. This is property of Westlake Mall. That's public property out there. [Indicates sidewalk close to the street] On this side of the line, you have to do what I say.
Me: What if I step across that line and then take your picture?
Rent-a-cop: In that case, you still can't take my picture, because you do not have my CONSENT to take my picture.
Me: Look, I don't NEED your consent to take your picture. But since you put it that way, I will respect your request and not take your picture. Or rather, my camera won't. [Addressing camera] Did you hear that? Don't take this man's picture again.
Rent-a-cop: [Shaking head in disgust. Walks away.]