Caesar: Handsome lad like you. There must be some special girl. Come on, what’s her name?
Peeta: Well, there is this one girl. I’ve had a crush on her ever since I can remember. But I’m pretty sure she didn’t know I was alive until the reaping
Caesar: She have another fellow?
Peeta: I don’t know, but a lot of boys like her.
Caesar: So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you down then, eh?
Peeta: I don’t think it’s going to work out. Winning…won’t help in my case.
Caesar: Why ever not?
Peeta: Because…because…she came here with me.
