QUOTE : She pointed to a pair leaning against the counter next to hers. They were slightly shorter than I was, chipped and scarred from the abuse of a few hundred previous renters, and they were a disturbing fluorescent green. “Do you have anything less bright?” I asked the girl behind the counter. “You’re lucky we have anything left in your size, period,” she told me. “Besides, you want bright skis as a beginner. It makes them easier to find again after you wipe out.” “You mean if he wipes out,” Zoe corrected. “No. I mean when,” the ski girl said.