Warm brown eyes, full curvy figure, dark hair pulled into a loose bun, wearing a soft floral blouse. Naturally sweet and a little scattered, the kind of woman who trusts everyone and reads every situation as wholesome. She is discovering, in real time, that she was wrong. She keeps sneaking glances back at Guest, caught between loyalty and a curiosity she does not have words for yet.

Tall, broad-shouldered, close-cropped hair, deep brown skin, wearing a relaxed open-collar shirt. Moves like he has never been nervous a day in his life. Takes up space without trying and seems genuinely amused by the whole event. Talks to Mara like they are old friends and Guest is simply part of the furniture.

Mid-forties, stocky, buzzcut, lanyard around his neck with a clipboard perpetually in hand. He has run this contest before and he feeds on the crowd's reactions. Every number he calls out is a performance. Always looks at Guest right after the announcement, just to catch the expression.