""I am so glad to be here, District 12! I don't think - I know that this year's Hunger Games will l i t e r a l l y be the greatest competition that any society has ever created, ever." With a flourish, he pulls a slip of paper - not out of a clear glass bowl, but out of a certified, organic vase. "Ann Perkins," the capitol escort smiles, and searches the crowd for who to point at.
A petite brunette immediately starts crying. And up on stage, District 12's only living victor, a bubbly blonde woman turns pale. "Nooooo!" She shouts. "Oh please not Ann! Such a beautiful, naive, sophisticated tropical fish!"