Come On," I Said. "i've Got Some

That's Me. Ancient History." [poseidon To Paul]

Thalia's Shoulders Relaxed. "i Owe You One." "two." "one And A Half," Thalia Said. She Smiled, And For A Second, I Remembered That I Actually Liked Her When She Wasn't Yelling At Me.

I Was Wishing I'd Bought Some Of That Camp Half Blood Orange Thermal Underwear..." ?!?!

Her Freckles Were Orange, As If Somebody Had Spray-painted Her Face With Liquid Cheetos.

See You On The Other Side. -percy Jackson