"I think I have an idea," Mindy said, winking, thinking if how she'd gotten access into D'Amico's building in the first place. A little "lost girl with pigtail" routine and those fucks were all over themselves trying to help her out. Never even saw the gun coming.

"That's an interesting comparison, but I guess it works, yeah? I don't dawdle, I just get the job done. Makes me job a hell of a lot easier."

She like this girl's style, seriously. What was her name again?

"Yeah, it always seemed like it was more bubbles and fizz than alcohol. Double oh six? Come on, no one cool was ever named that, don't we have a cooler thing we can use with names?"

She did eye the armor plate though. "New acquisition?"

She smirked. "I'm looking for a more permanent solution. Winning the games so I don't have to compete only means I become a Capitol fat cat. Does that sound like something I'd want?"