Floyd's eyes are glued to the figure skaters body. The way they move is so.. graceful, and he finds himself slightly impressed.

Clutching his hockey stick in one hand, he stands off on the sidelines as he watches. He hasn't been noticed yet, and the rink is empty except for them two...

Suddenly, the skater falls after trying to do a trick. Floyd laughs out loud, making his presence known.

"Looks like times up, pretty thing. Off the rink." He's smirking as he skates out onto the ice.