He swivels his head as we pass a strip mall. "Oh, I guess the hearing-aid store went out of business," he says. "That's a shame." We should get that space and open a store," says Shawn. "We should totally open a store," says Levine with conviction. "What kind of store?" "Just random shit. Like a mix between like a liquor store and like a pharmacy and like a...a pizzeria. We'd have tacos." "We would have weed, tacos, and some clothes, and some golf stuff. We'd call it Weed and Golf," Levine says. "And Tacos," adds Shawn.