Sabrina and Viktor
Sabrina's grin widened at the way Viktor reacted. "Yeah, definitely. We just have to find somewhere we can use. I've seen people ice skating but I've never tried it myself." Sabrina was pleased by his grin. "You look to be in amazing shape, and I can't see any reason why you should stop competing if that's what makes you happy."
She didn't mind his rambling, finding it nice to listen to. "I added a little more vodka to yours than I would with mine." She figured he could probably handle his liquor better than she could. Besides, while she technically couldn't drink yet, she could tell that Viktor was of legal drinking age. Not that anyone in the hotel ever checked ID's.
"That must have been funny. Him, having no idea who you are, while your memories of meeting him were perfectly in tact. Sounds like it all worked out for the both of you."