"They've been making jokes about me smelling like District Four anyway," he says, almost like thinly-veiled jabs at his love life are an afterthought. He's more concerned with leaning in to get a better look at the armadillo, which is now conveniently eye-level.

"Does he like to be petted or is he too shy for that?" Because that is a very cute tiny snout and if he can touch it he's going to.