The Hunger Games - Pg 99

   I make a sound that is somewhere between a snort and a laugh. Then catch myself. It's messing with my mind too much, trying to keep straight when we're supposedly friends and when we're not. At least when we get into the arena, I'll know where we stand. "Don't. Don't let's pretend when there's no one around."
   "All right, Katniss," he says tiredly. After that, we only talk in front of people.