The Barman Thought I Was an Undercover Cop

Went to my old local spot to see friends. Ordered a Shirley Temple. The bartender kept looking at my waistline for a badge and whispering to the regulars. Apparently, "adults" don’t order pink drinks with cherries unless they’re looking for trouble. Joke’s on him, the only thing I’m investigating tonight is how to finish this burger without a hangover.