"It is. You should come by. It isn't illegal to pluck our fruit." Charlie stood, brushing out his pants a little. He twisted a little to toss the tissue from his cone into the trash, and there was possibly a flash of metal from his shield.
"Enjoy the rest of your day, miss." If he'd had a hat, he might have tipped it to her. "Just be careful about what you take, thinking it's open for everyone. There are strange laws out there, and even stranger people." He gave her a slight smile, knowing full well there were some who would say he was one of those strange people.
With that, he gave her a nod and a smile and walked away.