"'S not my fault this Tony fellow is gaudy." She muttered, shrugging and chugging back some of her beer. "Good alcohol and neat music, though, so I can't talk too much shit. I've never heard music like this before. I don't think it's the kind of stuff you can pull off with a lyre, you know?" She spoke conversationally, gesturing to the dance floor. "Pretty sure we don't have dancing like that, either. Kinda digging it though." At least, she appreciated all the jumping around all these women wearing very, very little were doing. The Capitol at least got one thing right, and that was how to appeal to her gaze.