A woman at a far table gets up suddenly, walking just a few feet to a corner near where you are. She has a hand up to his ear where some sort of communication device is held. She keeps her eyes down and tries to speak in hush, but occasionally gets a little excited with her words and volume. She keeps her back turned, seeming not to notice anyone near, but if one listens close, they might catch a little.

"--Yes. Yes I know. No. What is it? ...Well figure it out! ...Wha-? Then tell him to get his ass back to District Two and figure it out! ...Yes. ...Yes I am in fact surrounded by a ton of them right now as we are speaking. Look, just tell me this is going to be figured out and they're not going to, like, blow up or something. I didn't come all the way out here on my one day off to still manage to die on the job. ...Yeah. ...I'm- I'm on date... Oh shut up! I'm serious, alright, you better get that stuff fixed. I don't know about you but I don't want the President coming after me because we seized up another world. This energy 'corruption' crap has to stop. ...Yeah. ...Ok. ...Thanks. Bye."

The woman returns back to her table with a plastered on smile. She seems twitchier then, especially around any passing Peacekeeper or Tribute. Lucky for her, her date seems sympathetic. Is yours?