Effie was not stupid, so what she was doing every year with the Games did not escape her. She just happened to think it was a beautiful, fantastic, emotional journey; nothing more. She tipped her head to the side and raised an eyebrow, offering a prim little smile. "I don't think it works for him," she said. She was very aware of Haymitch's troubles; they so often became her troubles.

"I do my best, but there's only so much to be done with a District like mine," she said, almost apologetically. "Still, I do try so they can at least get in a good impression during the interviews."