"Lucky us," Tony's response was equally as dry, then hen practically drained what remained of his glass with one long gulp and then moved to swipe another. They were always around. Just within reach. He supposed it was the least that the Capitol could do for them all. Kept them all drunk enough that it didn't matter anymore.

"You ever wonder what it's like to be normal in this place? Wake up, breathe in that fresh mountain air and think 'Man, I'm excited to shop and watch a death match today! I wonder what color I should dye my eyebrows?' You think we come off as freaks to them?"