Climbing to my Drug Deal

I had to climb a rope 40-50 feet in the air to a platform to get a special kind of tomato from a drug dealer. I was expecting drugs but got the tomatoes instead and then it made sense, somehow, that the tomatoes were themselves drugs or were integral part of making a drug. This was being done for a few friends. I scored once and the second time he had forgotten about the deal and I had to go back and tell the people I was working with as an intermediary that the deal was off. They were displeased, especially when I told them that they could find tomatoes anywhere. I then began to pack as though I were moving someplace. I hastily crammed ties and shirts into a backpack. I had a satellite phone and a gun with no bullets. Also, ashamed my several new tattoos I had on my arms and neck.