She liked her, so far. Mindy pulled out the chicken, already starting to carve it up.

"Good. Not openly, huh? That makes me have to guess about you. Sounds like you might have been into some heavy shit. Light meat or dark?"

She shrugged. "To be a favorite of the Capitol you have to eat, breath and live it, or at least have the charisma and the ability to keep people's asses in the seats to watch."