A friendly exchange

I am riding in a car with my friend H. , who is driving, when we get stopped at a "checkpoint" in Heliopolis. We both have our seat belts on and the kid had his License and registration, so we are ok. The cop approaches and the following exchnage occurs: Cop: License and registration please. H. gives them to him, the cop takes them and goes to the Officer with them. He then comes back without them. H.: What's wrong? Where is my stuff? I am wearing my seatbelt on and everything. Why did he keep my papers? Cop: Well, the officer is getting married soon. H.: So? What do I have to do with it? Cop: Well, you look like a respectful indvidual and this is a nice car, and we are collecting money for him since he is getting married. Me: What??? H.: Oh, ok. And how much do I need to "donate" for his marriage fund? Cop: 10 Pounds will do. H.: Here. (gives him the money). The Cop goes to the officer, gives him the money and brings H. his Papers back. Me: Dude, what the hell? This is blackmail and robbery. H.: Yep. It happens. Me: But this is Ramadan. H.: No Sam, this is Egypt!