She spun it, still looking annoyed and disgusted. Her wig was about to fall off her head.

And it landed on…

Cato.

Effie clapped her hands enthusiastically, forgetting how annoyed she was just a moment ago.

"Truth o dare!" She asked.

"Truth," Cato dicho after thinking about it.

Effie thought about it for a few moments. "Okay, I know what to ask!" she declared.

"That's good to know," FoxFace murmured.

"Rate everyone here, and I mean everyone, from 1 to 10. Then say what is your idea of a perfect fecha *cough*EFFIE TRINKET!*cough*"

Cato looked at the happy Effie for a moment, then shrugged and looked...