The red-haired man has managed to find himself another precarious perch on the roof of one of the nearby buildings. He must be a fast climber or something.

"Yes! Yes! Bravo!" He claps sharply, as if he were a commentator at a spectator sport. "And he makes a charge down the center line! What a sudden toss-up in this event, what a quick turnaround! Nobody knows what's going to happen next!"

Well, at least somebody's having a good day.