Helen and Mathew looked at each other in pity as they stepped on the grey train. Lizzie still had a joyful smile spreading across her face when they got into the dining area.
"Phillip?" Lizzie called.
"Who's Phillip?" Mathew asked, whithout looking up. He was looking at his leather shoes.
"The one who gives you advice and support - your mentor!" Lizzie replied.
Helen was looking at all the drinks; beer,cider,wine (lots of alchahol) and a few juice boxes. After a few minutes, a man laughing at himself, came into the room.
"Who's that?" Helen whispered to Lizzie, staring at him with wonder.
"Phillip of course!" Lizzie answered, delighted he came. Phillip looked at both of them. Then he looked at Lizzie. Then, again, Helen and Mathew.
"You've gotta be kidding me..." Phillip cried."Brother and sister?"
"Yes!" Lizzie screamed. "Isn't it wonderful? " "It's going to be all over Panem : Brother and sister - a fight to the..." Helen and Mathew looked at her, with their hearts hurting.
"Sorry." Lizzie mumbled meakly. Mathew slowly turned to Phillip.
"So," He said to Phillip, with confidence in his voice. " What's our advice then?"
"Don't let them kill you." Phillip responded as he got up and walked out of the room. Helen and Mathew both rolled their eyes at each other. They knew not to die without him telling them.