Sabrina and Viktor
Viktor's eyes lit up when she mentioned turning water into an ice rink. "Would you? That would be amazing! The ice has always been my home, even if many are concerned about me aging out of the competitive field at 29." Viktor winked. "Skaters are rarely competitive past thirty, unless if they are in the adult fields. I can think of one lady who has continued and she is incredible to watch."
But, there he was rambling about ice skating again. He grinned as she made the drink, nodding his head in thanks. "You said vodka. That's good enough for me!" He tasted it, letting out an excited sound. "Vkusno!" It really was delicious. He took a second sip from the drink, stretching a little as he stood near her, again, not even minding that he was completely naked.
"Da, it was exciting, though. I wish I had my phone here, as I took more than enough pictures. My poor Yuuri had drank so much he didn't remember us meeting, and I met him just like this at his family's onsen to coach him half a year later."