I don't know what I expected from my first meeting with Peeta after the announcement. A few hugs and kisses. A little comfort maybe. Not this. I turn to Haymitch. "Don't worry, I'll get you more liquor.

We're supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love, not actually being in love.

But in my head I can hear Haymitch's smug, if slightly exasperated, words: "Yes, that's what I'm looking for, sweetheart.

Katniss: 'What about you? Ive seen you in the market. You can lift hundred pound bags of flour'. I snap at him Tell him that. Thats not nothing. Peeta: Yes and Im sure the arena will be full of bags of flour for me to chuck at people.

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too.

What happens when we get back? I don't know. I guess we try and forget. I don't want to forget.

It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers.