[Haymitch is predictable, at least. Katy finds him in the lounge, already cracking open a fresh bottle. The carnage from all the fucking murder oh my god is still strewn about and thus difficult to ignore, but at least there's a clean couch. She drops down next to Haymitch and swipes the bottle from him to take a drink.]

This whole gang could do with a fuckin' Puppers, if you ask me. Did you see Nathan come back to life? Twice? What in the good god damn are we dealing with, here?

[Hi. It's been a tough day.]