I've never been. [She looks over the skates, wonders if she could make her own. She decides not to - it might ruin the boots - and finds a pair that looks like it might fit. Her hair is pulled back, curls tamed for the moment, in a loose ponytail. She wears jeans and a sweater from his time, a gift from Charles, rather than her usual fair.]
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Can you tell me the rules, at least?