Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!

Even though I don't ask, Plutarch gives me cheerful updates on the phone like "Good news, Katniss! I think we've almost got him convinced you're not a mutt!" Or "Today he was allowed to feed himself pudding!

I know. I was hoping," I say. "Exactly. Because you're desperate," says Haymitch. I don't argue because, of course, he's right.

It sends out a very clear message: "Mess with us and we'll do something worse than kill you. We'll kill your children.

The more likable he is, the more deadly he is.” -Katniss Everdeen

I'm more than just a piece in their Games.

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice.