Curse Hermes And His Multi-vitamins!

Don't Die On Me," She Ordered. "you Are Not Dying On Me." "yes, Ma'am." He Felt Light-headed, But She Was About The Most Beautiful Thing He'd Ever Seen. Her Hair Was Smoldering. Her Face Was Smudged With Soot. She Had A Cut On Her Arm, Her Dress Was Torn, And She Was Missing A Boot. Beautiful.

Nut Shrugged. "set Had Always Been Set, For Better Or Worse. But He Is Still Part Of Our Family. It Is Difficult To Lose Any Member Of Your Family . . . Is It Not?

Your Uncle," Poseidon Sighed, "has Always Had A Flair For Dramatic Exits. I Think He Would've Done Well As The God Of Theater.

So Which Way Now, Sacagawea?" - Annabeth To Rachel

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