"Really?" she shouldn't be surprised, Annie supposes. "Well, you'll just have to ask Peeta to make you some. If he's your brother, I'm sure you know he's an amazing cook." It was easy to talk about things that weren't herself, Annie realized. When it came to her, she'd stutter over the simplest things. But if it was hamentashens and Peeta Mellark? Apparently she could talk.