"What about him?"
"No."
"Him?"
"No."
"How about him?"
"No."

"Effie, this was someone you picked from the pile!" Katniss threw the photo into the air. Effie just sighed. "There can't possibly be nobody that you're interested in."

"None of these men seem right," Effie shuffled through the pictures. Some were from the Capital, which Katniss though Effie would prefer, but apparently not, and the others were from the richer districts.

"You're not marrying them, Effie," Peeta huffed. He was sitting at the circle table with the two women, bored out of his mind. "You're just using his juice."

"Ew," Katniss punched her fiancé's arm. Peeta just shrugged, "Could you make it sound less inhuman?"

"Face it, Katniss," Effie sighed. She dropped her hand into her chin and blinked across the table at the grey eyed girl. "There's not a man in this list that I find fit for fathering my child."

"Alright, fine," Katniss gave up. She stood from the chair and started piling up the pictures. She stacked them and put them on another table before starting to pack them into a bag. "I guess we'll have to figure something else out."

"Wait a minute…" Effie's voice broke Katniss from her concentration. She turned around to see Effie half bent, like she picked something up, and holding a profile in her hand. "He's…descent."

Katniss' eyes widened. She rushed over and plucked the picture from the woman's hands,
"Tiberius Herriot," Katniss read.

"He's got good hair. Strong jaw. And his eyes are pretty…" Peeta started to say before he noticed Katniss raise an eyebrow at him. "What?"

"Would you like to have his baby?" Peeta blushed and rolled his eyes. "Peeta's not wrong though, Effie. There's no doubt this man's babies would be attractive, and that's without your part,"

"Yes, yes, I agree," Effie put her finger to her lip in thought. She pictured a little baby with her blond curls and Tiberius' green eyes. That child was beautiful; Effie grinned with pride, "That's the one. I can feel it."

"Uh-oh," Katniss' frowned. Effie glared at her.
"What? No, uh-oh's, missy. This is my future baby we are talking about; stupid trying to ruin my joy,"

"No, that's not…Effie, this man is from Distract 11," Katniss told her. Effie's eyes widened. She stood up quickly, sending her chair flying to the floor.

"He's poor?"