Anyone who knows Linden at all knows that when alcohol is flowing freely, the District 6 mentor can't be trusted to maintain the standard of professionalism and comportment expected of staff. He struggles with that even when he's sober, actually, and with even just a little bit of encouragement and goading, he is glaring, setting aside his harsh straight liquor, and taking up the microphone. Some people are holding their breath, but others, bless their hearts, have no idea what's coming.

"I'd like," he says, words slurring slightly, "to sing a little drinking song I learned some years ago." Presumably in District 6. "It's all about someone we all know."

He speaks up, and he has a good, strong singing voice. Despite this, someone who cares about him might want to tackle him before he finishes the rollicking verse.

"FRIENDS AND ACQUAINTANCES, LEND ME AN EAR
FILL UP YOUR TANKARDS WITH PLENTY OF BEER,
IF PRESIDENT SNOW COMES I'LL BUY HIM A GLASS,
AND TELL HIM HIS FACE LOOKS LIKE A GREYHOUND'S--"