"May I have a copy of your freestyle schedule?" Laurel asked the woman behind the desk at the entrance to the Fairfax Valley Ice Arena.
"We don't allow beginners on our sessions," was the brief response.
"My daughter has been competing at the Intermediate Level and is working to pass her Novice Level tests," Laurel explained. "I assume that qualifies her for your sessions."
The woman grudgingly handed Laurel a sheet of paper. "Sessions are labeled either 'Low Level' or 'High Level'," she said. "You'll need to check the times available." She went back to studying some papers lying on the counter.
"Do you have any information on your coaches?" Laurel persisted. "We're new to the area and I need to find someone to work with my daughter."
"Most of our coaches are booked up," the woman glanced up. "You'll have to talk to them yourself. Some of them have their information on the board over there." She pointed to a bulletin board on the opposite wall.
"Thank you," Laurel said as she turned and walked over to check out the board.
"Excuse me?" a young woman had walked over and was standing next to Laurel.
"Yes?" When Laurel looked over at the dark haired woman, she immediately liked what she saw. The woman was dressed in sensible warm clothing suitable for the rink, and her skates showed definite signs of being well-used.
"I couldn't help but overhear," the woman continued. "You are looking for a coach for your daughter?"
"Yes." Laurel was interested in hearing what she had to say. "We've just moved here and I'm looking for a home rink and a coach for her."
"My name is Tovah Meyers," the woman held out her hand to shake. "And, I teach group lessons here at the rink, as well as running the low level jump and spin class. I have passed my Senior Level Freestyle tests, and am currently taking students for private lessons."
"Well, Tovah Meyers," Laurel replied as they shook hands. "Why don't you take off those skates and join me at the nearest coffee shop? You can tell me why you think you would be a good coach for Paige."