"I'm headed for the airport. I have a business meeting in Zurich later this afternoon, and I'm already running late." You reply.
The officer looks at your designer suit and black leather briefcase. He stands up, and looks at the dog handler who has worked his way around to the back of the car. The handler nods at him, and the officer leans back down to your window passing back your driver's license.
"Everything seems to be in order here. Carry on." He says.
You pull away and continue to head for the airport. Traffic on the motorway picks up past the checkpoint, and although you were running late, you quickly make up for lost time.