"I meant the Tributes." He takes a seat, relaxing enough to rest on one elbow on the bar, raising one eyebrow when the seltzer comes with a wedge of lime and a cherry in it. Going all out here, aren't they? Maybe he should be glad they didn't shove a whole grapefruit in there for appearances.

"Eh?" He glances from the drink back at her, realizing belatedly what she's talking about. "No, this is exactly what I ordered. It's to my taste, poor or not. I want to be sober to meet everyone here."

It's a lie through his teeth - he can't imagine anything more dull and irritating than listen to a woman like Sadie wax on about her favorite flavors of alcohol - but he can't afford to put people off him. His budget for his District only goes so far, and if he expects any of his Tributes to make it very far this time around they're going to need fresh water.

"Maybe I'm just bad at holding my liquor and don't want to embarrass myself too badly."