There's No Point In Defending Camp If

Leo Had Wanted To Paint A Giant Message On The Bottom Of The Hull-wassup? With A Smiley-face-but Annabeth Had Vetoed The Idea.

Everybody-even Monsters-needed A Little Attention Once In A While.

You're Pretty Smug, Lord Ares, For A Guy Who Runs From Cupid Statues.

Different Elevator Music Was Playing Since My Last Visit-that Old Disco Song "stayin' Alive." A Terrifying Image Flashed Through My Mind Of Apollo In Bell-bottom Pants And A Slinky Silk Shirt.

As We Rose Over The Rooftops I Caught My Breath-well, If You Can Catch Your Breath Underwater.