Another cursory glance around the room told him everything he needed to know - that any of the potential sponsors they would be looking for were already trashed beyond reason, and probably wouldn't remember so much as what colour they had painted on themselves, let alone a Tribute coming up to them.

"All right, then. We have innumerable parties between now and the next Arena. All we have to do is manage to each corner a couple of decent sponsors, and charm our way into their back pockets," Draco mused. "How about we do that, and meet back somewhere before the Arena starts?"