Indy laughs.

"I don't really have to interview for my adventuring jobs, but I'll bear it in... oops!"

As he rounds a street corner, he's forced to sidestep rather hurriedly in order to avoid a policeman ambling in the other direction, innocuous-looking truncheon held at his side.

"Sorry, officer," he calls back. "Don't mind us! We're tourists."

He glances back at Moon's beaming face.

"Thought you said they had no crime here?"