Frank: "i Wish I Was Adhd Or

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

Huh," Leo Said. "well, If You Ever Get Off This Island And Want A Job, Let Me Know. You're Not A Total Klutz." She Smirked. "a Job, Eh?" Making Things In Your Forge?" "nah, We Could Start Our Own Shop," Leo Said, Surprising Himself. Starting A Machine Shop Had Always Been One Of His Dreams, But He'd Never Told Anyone About It. "leo And Calypso's Garage: Auto Repair And Mechanical Monsters.

Just Curious How Much I'm Going For These Days," Leo Said. "i Mean, I Can Understand Not Being As Pricey As Percy Or Jason, Maybe...but Am I Worth, Like, Two Franks, Or Three Franks?

I Could Hear Hopefulness In Her Voice, But Also Doubt. She Was Waiting For Me To Admit The Obvious: I’d Forgotten. I Was Toast. I Was Boyfriend Roadkill.

I'm Calm," Rachel Insisted. "every Time I'm Around You, Some Monsters Attack Us. What's To Be Nervous About?" "look," I Said. "i'm Sorry About The Band Room. I Hope They Didn't Kick You Our Or Anything." "nah. They Asked Me A Lot Of Questions About You. I Played Dumb." "was It Hard?" Annabeth Asked.