Dakota's head was stuck in his toga. He staggered around olike a Kool-Aid-stained ghost.
"Um," Percy said, "should I wear my bed sheets?

“I apologize for apologizing.""Thank you.”

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were fr…”

“Leo,” Hazel gasped, “I can’t—my arms—”“Hazel,” he said. “Do you trust me?”“No!”…”

“He is funny,” a nymph ventured. “And cute, in a scrawny way,” another said. “Sc…”