"Mama, you said we were having oxen for dinner!"
"Yes, Anabella, darling, I did but –"
"No buts! You said we were having it and we're not. You are awful and I hate you."
"Sweetie, District 10 have not been working well recently; I tried my best for you."
"All my friends have two wild boar and I can't have one measly cow. I'll be the laughing stock!"
With that, Anabella Venus Cassandre scraped her chair across the intricate gold stone floor, stood, turned, and walked straight into the barrel of a gun.
