Pulled Over

I don’t know how to look over at a cop that pulls up next to me at a red light. I get too paranoid. Do I glance real quick? Now I look suspicious. Hands on the wheel at 10 and 2? Now I look intoxicated. Stare for 10 seconds? That’s too confident, like I have a body in the trunk. I do two seconds, a fake half smile, head nod, and act like I’m looking for something in the arm rest.