This is going to be tough, Jon thought. He looked around the rink, hoping for inspiration. The blonde had fallen again, this time on top of the redhead. Two boys were carefully following the cluster of girls, obviously pacing themselves so that they could stare at the girls' posteriors. On a bench at the other end of the rink, a blonde was making out with a jock wearing a letter jacket. At one of the tables by the snack bar, a bunch of nerdy kids were rolling dice and writing things on paper. Jon, who'd only briefly and recently been introduced to the idea of tabletop gaming, wondered what game it was. Shaking off that thought, he continued to look around.
"C'mon, Jon. Either make a wish or let me have another go," Karyn interrupted his reverie.
Jon, taking one last look around for a new victim, finally had a bit of inspiration.
