"Wait, what? You were her...okay, uh, oh..." Linden would be able to see the dawning horror in Phillip's face as he realized what that sentence meant, "Not even a thank you for being at her birthday. G-good to know about her sleeping habits, making note of that." He really had to rein in his rambling whenever he was this nervous.

Watching the Capitolites strut off caused a chill to go down the man's stomach and caused him to finish his drink in a few gulps. He had no power of choice if the Capitol intervene, just conveniently placed questions that meant nothing to them.