That was even dumber, and dammit if she couldn't even managed to gather herself to come up with a high-end pun. Man, she was so disappointed in herself. This guy was easier to mock than Sam and she had nothing.
God, maybe it was better if Slendy just killed her now.
"You don't have to have money to get food from the restaurants. Even the locals'll cough up a few free samples if you flash a little boob." Or look really, really sad and hungry, but that way was a lot less fun than the boob thing. She'd paid good money from those; she deserved to get her money's worth.
A sudden breeze distracted her from whatever his answer was about to be, causing her to hold herself tighter. Weird; the eerie stillness was part of what made this town so creepy. Breezes were super rare.
Ignoring what her subconscious was currently screaming at her, she continued walking. "So, what are your parents on that they named you Peeta?"