Flynn stood perched on top of a building overlooking the city. Below he saw a man punch the wall of a tall brick building, the whole building shifted a little... "Hmm...strong puppy." He thought to himself, A young lady came out and saw the commotion and took the man inside. Probably nothing, but he had nothing better to do, and the sun was starting to go down, so he thought, might as well check it out. He jump from building to building, clearing each gracefully, and made his way to the top of the bakery. He could smell the various cookings inside. He pulled the rope that was on his belt out and tied it to a secure pole on top before repelling down to the shop. He leaned down and only peaked his head threw the window...they were...baking cookies. The disappointment almost made him fall to the ground. He climbed back up on top of the building and waited for the sun to set.