It was the off-season, and we were in winter break, so what time was better to spend with friends? Lando had pestered me to come ice skating with him since I was in Monaco.

I entered the large, cold ice rink, Lando was ahead of me, on a bench, slipping his rental skates onto his feet. I walked slower there, noticing there weren’t a lot of people on the rink, but one of them was a woman, in creme skates, from what I knew were figure skates, and she was practicing some elegant maneuvers.