Okay, so, to the best of my knowledge of the scenario: You find weed on, known and frequent enjoyer of that sticky-icky ganja green (or, more specifically, with the discerning tastes of P-Hizzle here, that presidental purple kush), Paris Hilton's person. ON HER. Within the same two weeks she was detained for suspicion of possession (which turned up marijuana in her party), ... and you let her go because it must not be her weed? ON HER?
Corsica has replaced Amsterdam as the stoner's Holy Land, it is now official!
Paris, you rascal! Haha!
...I suppose the blonde extensions, portable camera, and stacks of crisp $100 bills they found on her weren't hers either?