"Gosh, that sounds delicious! You're such an amazing cook, Meg. You should open your own restaurant." Katniss sighed with envy, before she laughed quietly. "With as much running around as I do? Besides, with my Archery training? I'll probably at least be able to trim the pounds." A note of pride enters her voice. "They're thinking I might have potential to go National. Maybe even the Olympics. Can you imagine? The Games?"

She bobbed Sammy on her knee, making him burble. "I really don't know how you do it - managing three kids and this house? And cook? And all the hosting you do? Gosh, Meg." She felt her cheeks flush at her sister's question, before answering primly (and why did that sting?). "...I really didn't have the time, with my studies."