It's 11:45 PM on a Thursday night here in NYC; what in the hell could the man, alone with a flashlight on the roof of the building across the street, be doing up there?

He’s looking quite suspicious from my apartment window over here. What in heaven’s name is he doing? And why must he be shining that flashlight all over the place so frantically?

And will someone come protect me if he is doing something sinister? I am so very vulnerable, being a young woman in her apartment all alone…