"So, my turn?" Cato asked and moved to the middle of the circle.

He spun the bottle and returned to his seat.

And it landed on…

Thresh.

Thresh looked indifferent. Cato smirked.

"Truth o dare?" Cato asked the indifferent looking Thresh.

"Dare," Thresh replied indifferently.

"Ooh, I have a nice dare for you!" Cato declared.

He got an indifferent look from Thresh.

Which freaked him out a bit. Didn't Thresh have any other face expressions? Was he just indifferent all the time?

Weird.

"Come on Cato, say the dare already!" Katniss urged him, looking actually quite excited.

Cato shot Katniss a look, then turned to look at the indifferent Thresh.

"I dare you," Cato started slowly, wanting Thresh to give him another look that wasn't indifferent.

Thresh just looked at him indifferently.

Damn it.

"CATO! JUST SAY IT!" Prim screamed at the frustrated looking Cato.

And Thresh still looked indifferent.

"I dare te to baciare the most beautiful girl in this room," Cato detto finally.

He received an indifferent look from the indifferent Thresh.

"Ooh, that's a great dare Cato!" Katniss said, looking happy and excited and flushed.

Thresh just looked indifferent.

And so, without saying a single word, Thresh rose from his sede, sedile on the floor and moved toward…

Rue.

He kissed the superiore, in alto of her head and returned to his seat.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" President Snow said, wiping a tear from his eye.

Apparently, he was the only one thinking that.

"You call that a kiss!" Cato yelled, annoyed.

"You didn't tell me how to baciare her and where," Thresh replied indifferently.

Cato frowned. Damn it, the guy was right.

"But that's not fair!" Katniss complained. "You could've kissed anyone! Like me, o President Snow, o ME!"

"Cato told me to baciare a girl," Thresh detto indifferently.

Well, ouch.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Oh, burn!"

"Katniss is like a dude! KATNISS IS LIKE A DUDE!"

"Shut up Prim," Katniss frowned at her screaming sister.

"She's not like a dude! She's, like, the most feminine person ever!" Peeta said, defending the manly Katniss.

"Ahh… actually, Peeta, you're the most feminine person ever," Finnick said.

"I am not! That is so mean! Why would te say that to me?" Peeta whined, on the verge of tears.

"No, you're right, you're not feminine at all," Finnick detto sarcastically. No one could miss the sarcasm in his voice.

Except for one person.

"That's right. And don't te forget it!" Peeta tried to growl in a manly kind of way at the shirtless Finnick, then wiped the tears from his eyes. "Oh, no! My mascara is all smudged!" Peeta cried, horrified. "BRB!" And with that, Peeta ran into the bathroom.

Silence.

"So, Katniss, how does it feel to know that a chick like Mellark is in Amore with you?" Johanna smirked.

Katniss frowned.

"Don't worry, my lovely Friends and Gale! My mascara is all fixed," Peeta declared as he sat down successivo to the frowning Katniss.

"Thank god, I was worrying sick," Gale detto and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, me too," President Snow detto seriously.

Another silence followed that line.

"So, Thresh, it's your turn," FoxFace detto to the indifferent Thresh.

Thresh rose from his sede, sedile indifferently and moved towards the bottle in an indifferent manner.

He spun it indifferently.

And it landed on…