Love on the Slopes Page #3

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New York, huh?

Yeah.

What're you

doing here?

Oh, that's a long story.

Whatever it is,

you may want to think

about rewriting it.

[chuckles]

Right.

Have a good day!

You too.

It sure can't get much worse.

[guy]:
Hey, Cole!

[Cole]:
Hey!

Cole Taylor?

[]

Alex!

You're here!

I was about to send out

a search party.

I know, I know,

I'm so sorry.

I guess I wasn't ready

for the chairlift,

or... anything, really.

It's your first time!

You'll get

the hang of it.

You didn't see me out there.

What if you got

yourself a guide?

Maybe. Do--

Do you know anyone?

Well...

most guides I know

are booked up

with Winter Walk this week.

I'm helping the organizer,

but I mean, I could--

No, no, it's okay.

Don't worry about it.

I'll figure something out.

Right now, I just really need

a hot bath. [sighs]

Thanks, Sarah.

I'll see you later.

Okay. Take care.

[]

My advice?

Stay clear of

the chairlift for a while.

What happened?

Ah, the equivalent

of a human pile-up.

Oh, now I know

you're exaggerating.

Maybe, but that's just because

you didn't meet her.

"Her"?

Yeah. A walking catastrophe.

[phone ringing]

Hey.

Are you okay?

What happened?

Oh, nothing.

I'm fine. I just, uh...

I went fat biking.

Is that like a new spin class?

No, it's-- it's a bike...

on a mountain.

Mountain! [chuckles]

Oh, look at you, babe.

Hmph. Oh.

I totally humiliated myself.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I think.

I don't know.

Well, if you change

your mind,

don't feel bad.

[crackling]

...Been the sporty type.

I'm losing you, Barton.

I--

There's abso-- [crackles]

...shame in coming home--

...boyfriend.

Home? No.

No, I'm gonna be fine.

Everything's gonna be great.

It is just--

[service failure chimes]

Delightful.

[mutters to self]:

Here goes nothing.

"Warrior."

[]

[Max]:

Beautiful, aren't they?

Just gorgeous.

I've actually been following

Cole Taylor's work for a while.

I was hoping maybe I could

speak with him, if he's here?

[]

Hey.

New York?

You two know each other?

Not exactly.

I realize I didn't really give

the best first impression.

That's an understatement.

Right. But I didn't know

it was you, then,

and I'm actually

a really big fan of your work.

I'm Alex Burns.

Cole Taylor.

You're the cause

of the pile-up?

You told him

about that?

Yes.

Safety precaution.

Well, you're right.

I'm pretty much

terrible

at every

outdoor activity,

but I came to Ridgeline

to face my fears,

and it's pretty clear

that I can't really

do it on my own.

I know

that you're not a guide,

but you seem pretty great

at everything that you do,

and there is

no one else available.

Wow. I'm flattered.

No! I'm so sorry. I didn't--

I didn't mean it like that.

I'm a copy editor,

and I just got my first real

travel writing assignment,

which means I can't mess it up.

The problem is

that I'm supposed

to write this article

about me doing

extreme sports,

and I'm basically

afraid of everything,

and probably the worst person

for the job,

but my editor seems to think

that it is a brilliant idea.

It could

be really funny.

Look. This is--

This is

my one shot.

If I don't do this right,

it'll ruin my career.

Please, Cole...

would you please help me?

Sorry, Alex,

we're really busy.

Right. I understand.

We're not that busy.

What?

I have an honest face.

I can't lie.

And you picked the right guy.

I mean,

Cole is great at everything,

and I'm not just saying that

because I run his gallery.

What about the Winter Walk

we're trying to organize?

Uh, "we"? I thought

I was organizing.

What about

the meet-and-greet?

You said you weren't

doing that.

I could help!

With Winter Walk,

or-or the meet-and-greet,

or whatever is needed,

I-- and you could help me

with extreme sports.

It's a win-win!

Please?

All right.

But I'm giving you one day

to prove to me

that you're not gonna

kill us both,

and you play by my rules.

Got it?

Got it!

Where are you staying?

Ridgeline Resort?

Mm-hmm.

Meet me at 9:
00 a.m.

at the activity center.

9:
00 a.m.,

activity center. Got it.

Come prepared to work.

Will do.

Thank you so much!

[alarm beeping]

[writing]:
"Day two

of my extreme adventure,

and I've already made

one friend."

"Okay, almost one friend.

"But I have found a guide

"into the world

of extreme sports,

"which means

things are looking up.

"I'm curious to see what he has

in store for us today.

"Hopefully nothing too extreme.

"I'm feeling a bit like

the local deer...

just as skittish."

Good morning.

Good morning.

Wow. Perfect timing.

I just checked.

The chopper's leaving

in 20 minutes.

A helicopter?

Yeah. There's a giant

ice cliff nearby.

You've gone ice-climbing

before, right?

Ice-climbing?

While we're up there,

we're gonna paraglide

off the cliff.

Paragliding?

Mm-hmm.

Uh... that all sounds

really fun, but, um--

I just remembered

that I have a, um,

I have a phone call--

Oh, you should see

the look on your face.

-You're joking?

-Yes, I'm joking.

This whole thing

is all a joke?

This is a joke, yes.

It's pretty funny,

right?

You have

a weird sense of humor.

And you have

to lighten up.

Let's go.

I promise,

no chopper.

[Alex]:
A climbing gym?

Would you rather

go ice-climbing?

I can call

the chopper.

No, no! It's fine.

It's just that, uh...

This is like a jungle gym

for kids.

I'm not really a kid.

We're all kids at heart.

Plus, we need to shake

some of the city

off of you,

and it'll help you

with your fear of heights.

I'm not afraid of heights.

[thud]

[gasps]

I mean...

Maybe a little bit.

So, what kind of shoes

did you bring?

Just my running shoes.

-Those are your running shoes?

-Yeah!

Do they even

offer you support?

No, but they look really cute

with my outfit.

[laughs] No.

See, the problem is,

you don't have the right gear.

No offense,

but this isn't really my style,

it's, uh... very orange.

Oh. Right.

Excuse me?

We need some help here.

Yeah, we need

to fix this.

All the basics.

Top to bottom.

Please.

And shoes, please.

Sure thing.

So...

Who's the guy?

Guy--? What guy?

What're you talking about?

Come on. There's gotta be

a reason why you're doing this--

humiliating yourself.

I mean...

besides the work thing.

No offense,

but you're not

the sporty type.

I will have you know,

that I was "Sporty Spice"

one year for Halloween.

Okay, actually,

I was "Posh Spice".

My boyfriend,

Barton,

is very sweet

and very supportive of me.

Your boyfriend's

name is Barton?

What is he, a lord?

No.

He's an investment banker

at a very prestigious

firm in New York City.

Mm. Why isn't he here?

Because he just got

promoted to partner,

so he is very important

and very busy.

Sounds like you're making

a whole lot of excuses for him.

I am not!

Okay. What about you?

With your

sunny disposition,

I bet you have girls

falling all over you.

No. I'm single by choice.

With the work I do,

I don't really need anyone else.

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