I had the weirdest dream last night. I was taking a commercial flight (which is strange in and of itself, since I haven't flown in a decade,) and I was allowed to take my firearm and my suppressor on the plane, but there was a ton of Byzantine paperwork that needed to be filled out. And I needed to have the original Form 4 with me; a copy wouldn't do.
For some odd reason, the suppressor was anodized pink.
It was kind of disturbing that I owned a Smith M&P 9 and a pink can.