The grinning and enthusiasm make him happy and really glad that it was an offer he had made. He was even looking forward to giving up some time to watching Clint wobble around on the ice.

"Unfortunately, no, which is a shame. It would be nice if I got to stand on top of someone else instead of being stood on for a change." He flashes a quick grin. "Tomorrow morning at nine."

At which point he'd be met by a nice lady at the front desk, handed over to a grumpy older man who would get him into a pair of skates and sent out to the rink where Ben was waiting at the entry gate near the bleachers.