Near the end of the movie, it finally happens. As they're saying goodbye, Effie and Haymitch plant a big wet one on each other. Then, all of Panem probably rejoices. Hayffie (Haymitch + Effie) appears to be a thing.

Hey, babe, how's about you and me getting together?

Fortune's a right whore. If she give ought, she deals it in small parcels, that she may take away all at one swoop.

Finally the blue dells and gorges of a wooded mountain, for two hours our landmark, rose between us and the sun. But the sun’s Parthian arrows gave him a splendid triumph, more signal for its evanescence. A storm was inevitable, and sunset prepared a reconciling pageant.