I Left Him In His Wheelchair, Staring

Number Eight, The Silver One, Belongs To Artemis. She Vowed To Be A Maiden Forever. So Of Course, No Kids. The Cabin Is, You Know, Honorary. If She Didn't Have One, She'd Be Mad.

You Promised, Seaweed Brain. We Would Not Get Separated! Ever Again!

But (peresphone) Was Like, The Goddess Of Flowers." Grover Looked Offended. "springtime.

Sounds Like A Plan Worthy Of Athena.

I Don't Like You Two Going Off On You Won. Just Remember: Behave. If I Hear About Any Funny Business, I Will Ground You Until The Styx Freezes Over.