She doesn’t know Peeta Mellark – or, well, she knows of him, but just in the vague sense that he’s the guy that her friends want to set her up with – before Delly drags her out for her birthday, and they meet a bunch of people that Katniss doesn’t really know, and for good reason. Cato is there, and he’s the biggest asshat in the history of the world.
As evidenced by the conversation that he’s having when she shows up. A blond guy with curly hair and glasses is standing in front of Cato, arms crossed, eyebrows raised. Like he’s clearly not going to be convinced by whatever he has to say. She hesitates before she breaks fully into the cluster of twenty-somethings that Johanna invited tonight, because she sort of wants to see where this is going.
“I just mean that calling it feminism is kind of sexist, isn’t it? Men have problems, too, and you can’t just decide that you wanna make women all-powerful or whatever, ‘cause that’s never gonna work.”
“What should we call it, then?” the blond challenges.
“I don’t know. I saw, like, egalitarian. Or humanist.”
The feminist rolls his eyes, and Katniss sort of smiles at the thought of Cato being put in his place. “Those aren’t real things, man. You’re not gonna get anyone anywhere by trying to make your own thing when there’s an existing group doing a perfectly fine job of addressing most of the problems men face.”