"I just think they all look so darling in their jammies," Victory says, sidling up to Cecil. Her voice is low and breathy and has odd spaces in between words. Her false lashes are rimmed with silver glitter that she'll doubtlessly pay a painful price for later when she tries to get her contacts out.

The truth is, though, that she doesn't bear a terrible lot of interest in the Games proper, aside from her pet couples, which she likes to watch for inspiration for her 'Tribute tributes'. And it's a shame to watch the clothing she tailored get all mussed every Arena.

"You're, ah, I recognize your voice from somewhere."