"I know who you are." Madge said crawling over to the older women at the end of the cell. "You're our districts escort."
The women gave a small smile, "I don't look much like an escort anymore, do I?"
Madge shook her head, "You look better, stronger."
"You do as well Miss Undersee."
Madge grinned for the first time since she had been taken captive. "You know who I am."
"Of course I do, I know everyone of importance in district twelve." Effie said
"I hold no importance to district twelve," Madge mumbled, "If there was still a district twelve to be important to."
Effie nodded taking in what she was saying, "We'll make it out of here."
Madge nodded trusting the women she had looked up to all these years, "He promised he'd get me out, I know he'll look for me."
"A special someone," Effie nodded in understanding. "I've got something like that too, but I'm sure he's got more important matters to attend than look for me."
Madge laughed, "If I'm right and I know the man you're talking about." She stifled a giggle, "You always looked after him, and he owes you."
Effie gave a soft smile, "I guess you're right Margret."
Madge curled up next to Effie and mumbled, "Seam boys."
"Seam boys." Effie agreed.