A black clad figure lands on the roof and begins to remove the glass in the skylight using the katana from the scabbard on his back.
He carefully places the glass to one side and quietly ziplines down into room. Barely millimeters from the floor, the figure removes the strawberry cheesecake from it's holder and places it down with barely the faintest of sounds.
Grabbing the second rope, he rapidly ascends towards the skylight... and ends up careering into the ceiling. *ow owowoo!* Grabbing the other rope, he swings himself out of the skylight and replaces the glass.
In no more than three bounds, he runs down the fire escape and lands onto his jet-black motorbike.
*Damn, keys keys keys!* he says as he pats his pockets. Brushing a strand of long hair aside, he finds them and starts the bike with a deafening roar. The back wheel spins briefly on the wet asphalt before bike and rider disappear off into the distance..