[Finnick looks at the sudden lure in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. It's probably one of the most beautiful things he's seen. He hesitates only slightly before he picks it up, holding it in the palm of his hand as he inspects it.] I think that you can make a fortune with that ability of yours.
[He attaches the lure to his hook and recasts the line. It isn't too much longer before there's a tug on it, and he gives a loud whoop.] There we go! [Laughing, he begins to reel the caught fish in. It's about medium-sized. Not a real prize, but good enough for eating.]
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[He attaches the lure to his hook and recasts the line. It isn't too much longer before there's a tug on it, and he gives a loud whoop.] There we go! [Laughing, he begins to reel the caught fish in. It's about medium-sized. Not a real prize, but good enough for eating.]