The stern voice startled him. He could only think of Russia for a moment. He didn't know Russia too well yet - his contact with the northern country so far had been very brief - but he seemed to be a pretty nice guy. However for some reason, the other countries, save Germany, seemed to be scared of him, which of course meant he terrified Italy (then again, what didn't?). Maybe it was that blank stare he had.

Italy perked up at the mention of food. "Ve~~~, I can cook all sorts of Italian foods! Germany taught me how to make wurst and sour kraut and other German foods! Big brother France taught me some recipes too." Oh boy did he love to cook!

He thought for a moment about Norway. "Ve, I do. He's one of the Nordic countries. I don't know him too well."