This goes back a few years before we had portable drug testing kits...
It's about 3am. A younger officer stops a woman and discovers a gallon-sized ziplock bag full of white powder on the passenger seat. He calls me over to help. Sure enough, it's like 8-10 ounces of white powder. Like $15,000-$20,000 worth of cocaine, I quickly estimate. Long story short, she tells us she is a stripper and it's talcum powder for the poles at the club. She shows me her various outfits for the night and her story appears reasonable
. But, strippers like cocaine, so I'm still suspicious. I tell her Mary Lou Retton doesn't need that much talcum powder. She says it's a shitty little club, it gets hot in there and I use that much powder in just a few weeks. I ask why she doesn't leave it at the club and she says because those other bitches will use it.
So I get the club manager's name from her and call him. He confirms she dances at the club and that she usually has talcum powder with her.
There is nothing else in the car even remotely suspicious and she doesn't appear to be under the influence of anything, so we kick her. It seems better than doing 3 hours of paperwork to have the charges dismissed. And have my co-workers break balls about arresting someone with baby powder.
A few months later we got portable drug testing kits. I still wonder if she got over on us.