She picked her umbrella, left. The cop decided to follow her. Outside she found a family and sold them her umbrella. She entered the nearest pub, drank some more, left. Again she picked an umbrella and repeated the whole ordeal.

Now drunk; right outside the tavern she slips where he was ready to catch her.

[Note: This one is inspired from another story I had read when I was a kid, little twist and turn and change in character and brought it down to a 55 word fiction]