I was smoking in a hotel room with a couple of people I worked with one night. I had an ounce in my jacket along with pills and a bowl hidden in a secret pocket. I also had rolling papers and a White Owl in my pocket. The cops show up saying we were too loud and saw one of the roaches on the table. We get searched and they flush the roach. He let me keep the papers and blunt. What scared the shit outta me was that the cop picked up my jacket and I heard the pills rattle, but he never found any of it. The fucked up thing was that one of the cops was a regular customer of ours.