They must be finished, finally. Johanna has gotten off Katniss & they lay on the bed huffing & puffing. Their faces are red, and they are covered in sweat. I may just be a cat, but I know what is going on here. And I think it is time that they quit eating each other & feed me. I meow, but they are lost in a deep kiss. I jump from my perch dresser to the foot of the bed. I want food now & I'm not going to wait any longer. I wish I could speak human. I meow again & Johanna throws a pillow at me. I hiss at her as a warning. "Get out of here Buttercup!" she yells. But it's too late, Katniss is already out of bed and headed to the kitchen. Finally, some freaking breakfast already.