But don't worry; as I've been saying - and this has been very clever of me, I'm sure you'll agree - if you put enough pressure on coal, it'll turn to pearls!

If you won't talk about yourself, at least compliment the audience. Just keep turning it back around, all right. Gush.

A hysterical young woman with flowing brown hair is also called from 4, but she's quickly replaced by a volunteer, an eighty-year-old woman who needs a cane to walk to the stage.

I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly.

Making knots. Making knots. No word. Making knots. Tick-tock. This is a clock. Do not think of Gale. Do not think of Peeta. Making knots.

Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young.

How much better my life has been for knowing him. For loving him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage. But I never get the chance.