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"
Something
about
the
eyes
,
too
,
"
says
Peeta
.
The
energy
at
the
table
relaxes
.
"
Oh
,
well
.
If
that
's
all
it
is
,
"
says
Cinna
.
"
And
yes
,
the
cake
has
spirits
,
but
all
the
alcohol
has
burned
off
.
I
ordered
it
specially
in
honor
of
your
fiery
debut
.
"
We
eat
the
cake
and
move
into
a
sitting
room
to
watch
the
replay
of
the
opening
ceremonies
that
's
being
broadcast
.
A
few
of
the
other
couples
make
a
nice
impression
,
but
none
of
them
can
hold
a
candle
to
us
.
Even
our
own
party
lets
out
an
"
Ahh
!
"
as
they
show
us
coming
out
of
the
Remake
Center
.
"
Whose
idea
was
the
hand
holding
?
"
asks
Haymitch
.
"
Cinna
's
,
"
says
Portia
.
"
Just
the
perfect
touch
of
rebellion
,
"
says
Haymitch
.
"
Very
nice
.
"
Rebellion
?
I
have
to
think
about
that
one
a
moment
.
But
when
I
remember
the
other
couples
,
standing
stiffly
apart
,
never
touching
or
acknowledging
each
other
,
as
if
their
fellow
tribute
did
not
exist
,
as
if
the
Games
had
already
begun
,
I
know
what
Haymitch
means
.
Presenting
ourselves
not
as
adversaries
but
as
friends
has
distinguished
us
as
much
as
the
fiery
costumes
.
"
Tomorrow
morning
is
the
first
training
session
.
Meet
me
for
breakfast
and
I
'll
tell
you
exactly
how
I
want
you
to
play
it
,
"
says
Haymitch
to
Peeta
and
I.
"
Now
go
get
some
sleep
while
the
grown-ups
talk
.
"
Peeta
and
I
walk
together
down
the
corridor
to
our
rooms
.
When
we
get
to
my
door
,
he
leans
against
the
frame
,
not
blocking
my
entrance
exactly
but
insisting
I
pay
attention
to
him
.
"
So
,
Delly
Cartwright
.
Imagine
finding
her
lookalike
here
.
"
