"That is correct," he replied, pausing before addressing her fully. The makeup and ornate clothing (eccentric even by the Capitol's standards) threw him for a bit of a loop and he hoped she wouldn't notice him examining the various colors and textures that which seemed to swirl surreally around her. He kept himself from staring outright, but only just.

With a consorted effort, Enjolras turned back to the buffet he'd so carelessly disrupted. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Madame Trinket. Are you enjoying the gathering?"