He Warned Me The Greediest Wishes Cause

Chiron, I Don't Think The Attic Is The Proper Place For Our New Oracle, Do You?" "no, Indeed." Chiron Looked A Lot Better Now That Apollo Had Worked Some Medical Magic On Him. "rachel May Use A Guest Room In The Big House For Now, Until We Give The Matter More Thought." "i'm Thinking A Cave In The Hills," Apollo Mused. "with Torches And A Big Purple Curtain Over The Entrance . . . Really Mysterious. But Inside, A Totally Decked-out Pad With A Game Room And One Of Those Home Theater Systems.

Poseidon’s Trident Was Also All Over The Place, Since Peter The Great Wanted To Stress Russia’s Sea Power. I Especially Like The Trident On Top Of An Obelisk -- What A Great Egyptian/greek Mix Up!

Percy: Don't I Get A Kiss For Luck? It's Kind Of A Tradition, Right? Annabeth: Come Back Alive, Seaweed Brain. Then We'll See.

Doughboy, We Need To Talk.” Doughboy Opened His Wax Eyes. “finally! You Realize How Stuffy It Is In There? At Last You’ve Remembered That You Need My Brilliant Guidance.” “actually We Need To Become A Coat.

He Was Dressed Just Like On Tv, With Lots Of Silver Chains And Bracelets, Ripped Jeans, And A Black Muscle Shirt (which Was Kind Of Stupid, Since He Didn't Have Any Muscles).