Jason breathes the first honest sigh of relief of the morning, and he doesn't realize how tense he had been until he does. The Tributes have been ratcheting up his blood pressure all morning and he didn't quite realize the moment he expected to have to drag them, kicking and screaming, into every single thing he's had planned.

He realizes, dully, that it was probably him mentioning family that got to her, and that sits uneasily with him.

"It's not a settled deal. For all I know you get horrible stagefright and are as photogenic as roadkill. But it'll be a start." He passes the schedule over to her, rolls the pen. "Write down a list of things you'll need to make a few recipes. I'll have the Avoxes do a shopping run today and make some phone calls."