Um, dad?" I called "How's it going?"
"Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hurry!

“But Grover’s voice was already growing fainter. ‘Sweet dreams. Don’t let me die!”

“Once I got over the fact that my Latin teacher was a horse, we had a nice tour,…”

“That's what happens to snow in texas lady. It. Freakin. Melts”

“Lookin up at the huge baboons, I wondered if Khufu had some sort of secret babo…”