"They toned it down some after I threatened to give 'em a few new holes with their own shears, but you can't get away from it entirely," Claudia had seemed relatively calm about the whole ordeal, and she'd scared off the understudies, permanently, "But if you're out here, then they're already screwing with yours."

Come to think of it, she'd heard a rumor of Claudia retiring. That would be the third stylist and second escort the District Five tributes had collectively run off since Shepard had arrived. Not a bad record.

"Hope you like fancy designer ballgowns."