I've fallen in love with a girl. I mentored her. Annie Cresta, her name is. She is everything I want in a girl, but she is troubled by her Games. Annie accepts me and what I have to do. She knows it is to protect her. I am mentoring again this year. And no doubt I will have requests for my presence in a ladies' bedroom. But now, I have actual business.

I walk through the Capitol, the day after the training scores are announced, on my way to a meeting with a potential sponsor. They said they liked the female tribute but wanted to know more about her before spending their money. I knock on her door. A bright yellow woman answers it. She wears a pea green wig which is in a bow on top of her head.

"Mr Odair! How lovely! Come in!"

I enter her establishment. Big enough, with all the usual Capitol gadgets. I am offered champagne and nibbles, to which I accept. An Avox serves me. This lady must be rich. But I don't recognise her at all. Well, I haven't slept with her.

I sit down and survey her more closely. Her eyes are blue, probably contact lenses, and her skin is quite pale, which emphasises the yellow of her dress. The dress is quite nice though; it frames her figure in all the right ways. She wears extremely high heels which look like they kill. Her make up is quite simple: pale like her skin, only an intense red lip stain. Hmm, that reminds me…

Actually, she looks like she could be a new client. Maybe that is what this was about.

"Now," she says, sitting down in front of me. "Down to business?"

Okay, she definitely is one of my clients. That' the code word that had to be used. I sigh. Snow should've at least given me some warning. I hate getting these unexpected ones.

"Of course, Miss Loreen." I smile. "Where shall we begin?"

"Close your eyes," she says with that horrible Capitol squeal.

I do as she says. I hear rustles of fabric and the clopping of high-heeled shoes. She is probably undressing for me.

"Open," she says after a while of silence, her voice less squeaky, more like that of a normal person. I obey her.

Long blonde wavy hair. Smouldering brown eyes. That perfect Cupid's bow in the blood lips. Pert pink nipples and marble white skin. I can do nothing but stare.

Venus?!

"Hello Finnick."