This guy gets on the bus, carrying a ragged backpack. He pays his fare, sits down, and after some time passes, directs a question to everyone on the bus:

"Anyone want to buy some dynamite?"

Everyone looks up at him, perplexed. They're wearing faces that say,

"I may have misheard him, but I'm pretty sure he just said..."

He then proceeds to open the backpack, revealing several sticks of live dynamite. Another man, not sitting too far away from the first, looks around before saying,

"Hell, I'll buy it."

As if at a swap meet, the second man begins inspecting the sticks, conversing with the first man about their specifications. The first man doesn't have the information the second is looking for, and only says,

"I don't know man, I just found the bag at a police station."

At this point, nobody's really happy about their conversation, but everyone is on their way to one destination or another, and the bus driver hasn't skipped a beat, so neither do they.

My stop came up before their transaction was complete, but I like to think it went well.