Agreed,” I say. “It’s going to be a long hour.””Maybe not that long,” says Peeta.” what was that you were saying just before the food arrived? Something about me … no competition … best thing that ever happened to you … “” I don’t remember that last part,” I say, hoping it’s too dim in here for the cameras to pick up my blush.” Oh, that’s right. That’s what I was thinking,” he says ” Scoot over, I’m freezing.
Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
