Outside the windows that overlooked the lights of the city, the view was blocked by the sudden arrival of a sopping wet man. One that might have been recognizable to both of the Jedi.
Peter'd made this jump a bit randomly, aiming for something a bit familiar, but outdoors. He got the outdoors part right, but the familiar, he wasn't clear on. Still, he took a moment to try and wrest the moisture and syrup from his clothing and hair. Still, the chase was going much more pleasantly than he had expected, and he couldn't keep from laughing a bit.
Then, just before the four seconds were over, Peter picked up his shadow and pulled it over himself, fading into the floor of the balcony.