Well, I think jurisdictional issues are involved with enforcing laws against Europeans. [Mac's not entirely sure that's correct, but he tends to dig in rather than admit he doesn't know which way is up when it comes to these things. Fortunately, when he starts to blow hot air he doesn't tend to stop and think if someone else in the room might actually know how things work.] I'm not official with Interpol or anything.

[Dee gives John a look like she isn't sure who the bigger chump is between Mac and the guy who thinks Mac has ever had money in his adult life, but she's trying to snag some turkey on Tinder right now and is more interested in pretending she's thirty-two and successfully starring in hair product commercials than listening in on what she's sure is going to be a dull conversation. She gives them space while Mac looks over the license and business card.

Mac gestures at the bottom row of the license.]

What then hell is number nine?