Derek is far from looking forward to this himself. He never goes on dates, not since he realized they were just a waste of his time and unlikely to actually get him or his Tributes any help. The people who wanted to date him weren't usually big on sponsorship.

When he approaches his table and sees who's waiting there, though, he relaxes at least a little. He barely knows Torin, but he knows the man is a classic Victor, so at least there's that. If he was supposed to spend the night with one of the new Tributes, he'd have been tempted to walk out, regardless of how bad it might look.

He's dressed up in slacks, a red button up and a nice leather jacket, and he gives Torin a grunt as he sits down at the table.

"Who put you up?"