Effie was in a mood. First, they were late, which ruined the whole schedule. Then, the party went... well, it's best to just not talk about the party. She's on her last nerve, fingers itching to hold a cigarette.

Then came the mahogany. The mahogany! One of the tributes threw a fit and stabbed the table relentlessly, leaving the wood ruined and splintered. Effie was in a frenzy now.