A woman's first impression of a fearsome hockey enforcer is shattered when she discovers the tender, caring man beneath the bruising exterior. As she gets closer to the player everyone else fears, she must reconcile his violent reputation on the ice with the soft heart he shows only to her.
I have ice time booked. So do I. Josh! Oh my gosh!
Walter? Hey, my two future pros! There's an issue! She wants my ice, Walter!
My ice! I'm confused. I have Tuesday and Thursday 1230 to 130 booked. Nope. I do.
I have the email! So do I! Declan Marsh, Tuesday and Thursday 1230 to 130. Ha! And, uh, Stella Hartlett, also Tuesday and Thursday, 12.30 to 1.30.
What? Sorry, kids. Do either of you want to switch to a different time? This is my only free time. Me too. Pack schedule.
You have to have some other free time. Don't. Why don't you find free time? Between classes, practice, and being a TA, I have nothing. Walter!
I'm sorry kids. You both technically have the ice. I can't force either of you to give it up You'll have to figure this out yourselves fucking blows I Want the ice Thursday you can have Tuesday