Snacking Chewbacca | Las Vegas Boulevard | January 22, 2016 | 10:30 p.m.

It was almost the end of a long day when I headed to report on the aftermath of an officer-involved shooting. Standing in a roped-off section of Las Vegas Boulevard at Flamingo, I took in the towering casinos casting their glittering lights onto the street, now absent of traffic. Pedestrians floated by on the sidewalk, trying to get to their next yardstick. Many discussed how the street was closed for filming of the next Jason Bourne production, despite being aware that a real shooting occurred a couple hours earlier.

In a post-apocalyptic haze, I asked a nearby officer if I could hustle across the street to get onto the sidewalk for a different perspective. He agreed and chuckled, promising to take a photo if I ate it. I ran toward a 4-foot cement barrier with a battalion of camera gear strapped to my chest (keep in my mind I am a staggeringly tall 5-foot-2). As I lowered my gear to the other side and took my leap over the wall, I looked up to find Chewbacca sitting on a trash can enjoying a frozen yogurt.

For a brief moment, I felt like I was actually in a movie. Except I am not a mega-fan of Star Wars. Sure, I appreciate the franchise, but my heart will always beat for action dinosaur-based scenarios. So I thought how much better this would be if a T. rex were eating an ice cream sundae.