My dearest Effie!
Like father like son.
Punch Paylor in the face.
Katniss is okay and so is their house. Oh c'mon it was just a minor fire. We're lucky there's no coal dust in victors' village or we'd all be screwed.
Again like father like son. Give that kid a candy. So what you're telling me is that she can finally pronounce Abernathy? Give her a cookie. Or a candy I don't care you have plenty of sweet stuff in the Capitol, including you and my kids.
I was thinking about what you told me. I really could get sober… I don't know I'll think about it.
Your almost sober drunk boyfriend
Haymitch