You'd think that by now David would be used to these things. Instead he yelps and jumps aside from the startling nature of a voice, even a familiar one, on his ear.

"Fuck!" He curses when he gets himself straightened out. Stupid heart was racing now. "Fucking speedster prick! Geez, get some curtesy."

Okay. Calmed down from the outburst he turns his attention to Jean-Paul with a frown. How... did he deal with this? Roxy had suggested he ask for lessons, but he really was trying not to burden Jean-Paul by being here.

"I watch hockey, not play. And I figure skated, remember? Past tense since I actually don't know how to anymore."

He knew they were acting like the sex didn't happen but surely they weren't pretending that the conversations around it didn't happen.

"Grace and balance or not, I'd be on my ass in seconds."