"Mm, nope, nuh-uh," Molly says, propping herself up on her elbows and shaking her head as she looks up at him from the bed. "No way, I haven't been skiing in, like, five years, I'm not missing my chance now." The idea of staying in, spending the whole weekend in bed here, does hold its own appeal, but not enough to change her mind. They could do that any other time and not need to leave their apartment building. It may be something small, something that would have otherwise been inconsequential, but skiing is one thing she didn't think she'd ever get to do again. Now that they're here, she's not wasting the opportunity. "I think you can stand to keep your hands off me for a couple of hours."