I like how Flounder Heights is surrounded my apartments. I imagine someone calling their mom, telling them to look out the window to see them battling. "You looked so cool when you used that Inkstrike, honey!" I also imagine old inklings in the apartment below (as this is on a roof) using their canes to hit the ceiling as to shut them up. "Turf Wars these days... I HAD TO FIGHT IN A REAL WAR!!"