"Not once, not even a pony." She was in the middle of taking a sip of her drink when he mentioned going riding and she didn't bother taking the sip, set the glass back down, pearly whites shining in a smile as excited as a child meeting Santa. "You're serious?" She gave a sound of excitement. "Gosh, yes! I'm terrible at skiing, I'd love to go ride!" She finished the beer and hopped to her feet. "I think I just found my new best friend."