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Meet Your Colleague
Haymitch is lounging in a chair in the Justice Building when his Escort enters. "Xenobia, get your neons out of my face," he groans.
Xenobia looks at him in disgust, then snaps "I'm only here to teach the new girl the ropes." She steps aside to reveal a small woman with a fluffy neon pink cloud on her head, a matching dress and heels. "After that, I'm out of here."
"Thank God," Haymitch mumbles. "So where's the new girl?"
"This is her!" Xenobia exclaims, gesturing to the small woman. "Introduce yourself, girl, come along!"
Haymitch laughs bitterly. "I thought that was your dog," he tells her, eyeing the smaller figure.
Xenobia sighs and gives her a push. "You need to be more assertive, you silly child. Come along, introduce yourself."
The woman steps up and gives him a small smile. "Hello, Mr Abernathy. I am your future Escort, Effie Trinket," she introduces, her voice clear and heavily accented.
"Trinket, huh? Fitting," he drawls, smirking at her. Haymitch grins. "Good luck, Princess. You'll need it."
"I doubt that highly," she clips, but is totally disregarded.
"Anything you wanna say to our latest nightmare?" Haymitch asks, smirking as he looks to Xenobia.
"Effie Trinket, meet your new colleague," Xenobia smiles to Effie coldly. "And may the odds be ever in your favour."
Effie's posture changes. Her eyes take on a shiny new determination. "Don't worry, Miss Thorne," she smiles, then directs her gaze to Haymitch. "They will be."
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