Sorry, don’t buy it.
My son was walking home one night after going to a local fast food restaurant. He put a bag into his sweatshirt. It was cold outside, he was keeping food warm. The local cop pulled over and told him to take out whatever he had put into the shirt. He assumed it was drugs. My son knows how they work here. He took the bag out. The cop was so mad that he found mashed potatoes! He had my son take off his shoes so he could make sure he did not have anything hidden there. This happens all the time.
My son knows that anything like that happens again, he is not to go along with the nonsense. They are out of control around here. But, it is time to stop putting up with it.
If I want to throw a party and it gets noisy, then deal with that. Don’t be assuming kids are drunk.
Scouts Out! Cavalry Ho!