Phillip closed his eyes and did his best to center himself, that this was the norm. If he could do what he did to cover up the truth for his employer's company and keep the animatronics safe, what was a bit of…that? Surely they'd treat their guests with some sort of respect? That notion flew out the window and crashed as soon as he remembered that Linden had been the girl's gift not a guest. Not even worth the title, an object.

"Thanks," he breathed out and allowed himself to indulge in another glass, yep, getting into that buzzed limits he'd set out to keep. "I appreciate it and I'm sure that other Tributes would thank you as well. Does bidding happen…often? Or is it like a f-flavor of the week sorta deal?" He could at least prepare if there was no way to avoid. "Hell I can't even wish that on Dandy, no offense."