Geoffre sat about in his mansion, right next to the presidential one, and with a great view of the capitol, as always, being a sponsor, and personal clothing designer of the president himself, Geoffre got a "sneak peek" at the competitors, it's be shortly after they were all assembled. Before they were all dressed up and pranced around in a attempt to be likable, many of the top designers of his company were usually the designers of the contestants, the pawns. With a wave of his hand a servant came over, a small boy, probably 20 years or age, came over. Geoffre remembered him well, just last year he had the servants tongue ripped out for speaking without permission. Goeffre only spoke two words to the now mute servant, "More wine." With that his glass was filled with some of the finest wine in the country, premium, many years of work went into its creation, and over a century of aging. He flipped the channel to one of the monitoring networks of the common folk, and grew a ever so slight grin watching their toils.