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A/N: This little piece of fluff was inspired by Stellarmeadow's 2014 30 Day McDanno Challenge, Day 16: During their Morning Routine. I ran with it.

"I'm sorry, sir, but your dog can't come in here," the barista told Danny.

"What do you mean he can't come in here? Of course he can come in here, he's a police dog!" Danny replied.

"It's store policy," the young man insisted. "No dogs."

"Except service dogs!" Danny countered.

"But he's not a service dog."

Steve broke in, cutting off Danny's next outburst. "As my partner said, he's a police dog. He can go wherever he wants." Steve flashed his badge just to make his point.

The barista wavered. "I'll have to ask my manager."

"You do that," Steve said. "We'll be right over here."

Steve, Danny, and Bullet stepped to the side. Danny looked around the coffee shop idly. There was a long line of people waiting to order coffee, and even a couple of people buying beans at the other counter. Bullet followed Danny's gaze and whined.

"What is it, boy?" Danny asked. "Do you smell something?" Bullet whined harder and strained at his leash, trying to get to the customers buying beans. "Hey, Steve, I think Bullet smells something."

"Yeah, breakfast," Steve said, not even looking around.

"No, I think he smells drugs." Danny unclipped Bullet's leash. "Go get 'em, boy!"

Bullet bounded over to the customer, ripping the bag out of his hands and tearing into it.

"Stupid dog," Steve said. "He's going to get us kicked out, just because he had a sudden urge for cofee beans."

Danny glared at him and walked over to Bullet. "Bullet, give!" he said sternly.

Bullet refused to give up his prize, shaking his head and scattering beans all over the floor.

"You owe me for the coffee!" the customer said angrily.

Danny flashed his badge. "Five-0. I'm confiscating the coffee."

"You can't do that!" the customer protested. "You don't have probably cause!"

"Oh, yes, I do," Danny replied. He pointed at Bullet, who was happily tearing the packaging to shreds. "That there is a trained drug dog. If he says there's something in that coffee, there is."

Danny finally managed to wrest the remains of the bag from Bullet. He peered in. Sure enough, nestled among the beans was a small bag of white powder. "I suppose you're going to tell me they're packaging sugar along with their coffee?"

"I plead the fifth," the customer said.

"Whatever. You're under arrest." Danny cuffed him. In the meantime Steve came over.

"You're under arrest, too," Steve told the young man behind the counter. "And we're going to have to confiscate your beans."

"Hey, I'm innocent," the man protested. "I'm just filling orders."

"I'll just bet you are," Steve said, cuffing him. "Call HPD for backup," he told Danny.

"Already on it." Danny was dialing even as he spoke. "Damn," he cursed when he got off the phone.

"What?" Steve asked.

"We're going to have to find a new place to get coffee."

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A/N: I'm taking a temporary break with Ninja stories because the next one I have in mind is major and I want to write it before Love Me, Love My Cat part 2. I just want to get through Dragon's Clutch and It's a Date before taking on another major project. Never fear-Ninja will be back!