"Not as sorry as I am," Shepard laughs but makes no attempt to hide her distaste. Around here, she's learned to watch what she says. The Capitol is not fond of negative press, and she likes having the use of her tongue. But this? No, she hates this stupid costume and she doesn't care who knows it.

"Thanks," she does slightly warm to the woman and raises the offered shot in a toast.

"What's your name?"