That's the spirit.

[Thank you for not needing a rescue, and excuse his professional interest in that toy of yours. It's one thing for a stranger to be up this high, but that little tool tends to be pretty specialized where he comes from.

Is her (metaphorical) hat white or not? No way to tell, really, but he leans towards yes, it is. A bad guy wouldn't appreciate the interruption. They'd just shoot.]

I was hanging around the top of the department store earlier, but it's higher here. Go big or go home, right?