The Bra Police is real; My friend is a prophet

Yesterday, while thinking about informing the police of our stranded situation I considered dressing up in case the police show up. I don't need to intentionally call attention to my transness so why not femme up? My friend thought I was over thinking it and went on a joke:

The Bra Police. Roll up. Excuse me, I am noticing some suspicious behavior here. I'm gonna have to see what's under the shirt ma'am. Comply.

Today walking down the street a black SUV leave the parking lot for a car wash business. After passing me, he stopped and didn't take is turn but waited. Window rolled down he said something to me I didn't understand. Approaching the car I asked him to repeat what he said.

"No bra today huh?" smirking

"Nope. You ever worn one?" calmly

"No. But I should." jokingly

"They're kinda fun" smirking

"Show them to me?" reserved

"Are you serious?" lol

"I'm just joking around." dejected

He drives off.

I certainly considered afterwards it might have been fun to say "show me yours and I'll show you mine." but I wouldn't really have wanted to reciprocate... could I have been bold enough to get him to show me his, then not show him mine? Anyway. Mind blowing that happened.

Especially since fifteen minutes later, at a parts store, the employee reffered to me with male pronouns. LOL. What a day.