*gives a rapid little finger-clap, excited by the idea* Ooh, yes. Skiing! I've never been skiing. We're doing it. I'm checking the schedule tomorrow morning.
*muffles a giggle against the back of her fingers, shaking her head* No, it's not sweet, it's dumb. For all I know, he's some ordinary dweeby jerk and he only looks good in a mask! *sips her champagne consideringly, as though that might help her recall pertinent details* He was wearing black, I think? Black and white, or maybe black and silver... black mask, definitely. I never got a good look at him. *a bit dreamily* He knew my name, but wouldn't give me his.