Flynn took a deep breath...sighed...and debated with himself....

"If I go down there, She will know I was spying on her."
"But she seems not to mind"
"But that dark haired kid may."
"He could hurt her, and that would be on you"
"She has cookies."
"I don't particularly like cookies"

The conversation with himself ended with that and then he got an Idea. He stood on the edge of the building, about 30 feet above the two and yelled down, "I don't particularly like cookies." He said, "But I know some people who do....are you...er...Ok?"