After we finished helping Drizella and Anastasia get ready for the ball, Ella watched for the carriage while I snuck the prep teams through the window and into our room. When the carriage arrived, Ella knocked on Stepmother's door and reported, "The carriage is here."

Stepmother nodded and then realized something. "Why, Cinderella, you're not ready," she stated.

"I'm not going," she said confidently, knowing she had to make a good impression on the people of Panem.

Drizella smirked and called, "Good for you! After all, you are a pathetic little maid and no one will ever marry you or Ariana!"

Ella joined me and the prep teams in the attic, who immediately set to work, using waterproof makeup for both of us. I'd arranged for Caesar not to arrive until six-fifteen, so Stepmother wouldn't know about and try to monopolize the interview. Then we were each put in our dresses. Ella's looked identical to Katniss's first interview dress and then, after quickly kissing me, Casca murmured, "Both dresses are your design, Lockie."

I grinned knowing instantly why the hem of Ella's dress was plain fabric—she'd light up the night. Ella and I went downstairs for our interview.