For an occasion like this, Eva dresses up. It's not for Draco's benefit, really, but more because she wants to celebrate that for once, she's having the opportunity to do something more for a Tribute than dress them up and pat their back before she watches them get eviscerated. She's going to help someone. She's going to get someone out.

As such, she's in an elegant blood-red outfit with striking black and white makeup and hair piled in an artful, messy up-do twisted around a forked branch of cherry tree. She finds Draco in his district's living room, where she planned to, and enters without knocking.

"Mr. Malfoy. A pleasure." Being a Victor, she's accustomed to barging into District suites and helping herself, which she does now. There's wine in a cabinet, and she sets out two glasses for her and her interviewee. "I suppose you got tired of the daily grind in the Arena?"