Wes had spent awhile in the roller rink. Long enough that his upper calves and thighs were feeling that burn. He missed ice baths. Maybe the ice rink would crack and he could soothe all his aches and pains here and be done with it! Guess he'd just have to settle for cold showers and hating his wobbly pale legs.
"Daphne! That'll be easy to remember!" His mind instantly went to redhead junior detective. He'd have to hold his tongue to keep from making any Scooby references. "Don't worry. I'm pretty anti-social myself. It's actually a miracle that I've talked to more than two people here."
He didn't want to admit that he needed help with the balance but truth be told, he did need a little assistance. "If you don't mind me slowing you down?" Wes held out his hand, shaky fingers extended as he tried to stay upright.