Peeta catches the uniqueness of the offer and appreciates it, baker to baker and riftie to riftie. He eyes Sunshine as he walks a full tray over to one of the other ovens, wondering about her. He slides the tray in, sets the timer, and turns back to her.

He smiles. "Deal." As he starts to gather up his equipment to be cleaned, a thought occurs to him. "My baking is pretty good, but my decorating is really good," he says, a grin spreading across his face. "You teach me how to make your specialties, I'll throw in my decorating secrets, too?"