Flickerman you little shit. This question, after the answer she just gave? Really now.

"Oh, I really have no idea why my parents picked that name." Caro is trying very, very hard not to squint at Flickerman. It's a close call. She smooths an imaginary wrinkle out of her skirt. "I think today and the Reaping are the only times I've actually heard my full name in years." She blinks and smiles again, but it's probably a little strained.

Please ask something not hazardous to her health next.