Casca
Enlighten me, Mr. Snow. What are your plans after these Games?
Coriolanus
I hope to go on to the University, sir.
Casca
Naturally. And if you fail to win the Plinth Prize, what then?
Coriolanus
We'd pay the tuition, of course.
Casca
Look at you. Your makeshift shirt and your too-tight shoes. Trying desperately to fit in when I know the Snows don't have a pot to piss in. Good luck with that poor little songbird.
