Keep a demon busy, I thought. Right. Maybe he fancies a game of Tiddlywinks.

I suppose with so many things suddenly getting better, the things that were still missing hurt even worse.

Sometimes mortals can be more horrible than monsters.

Forget the chicken-nugget smoke screen. Percy wanted Leo to invent an anti-dream hat.

Thank Ra!” She exclaimed. “Yeah, I’m alive.” “No, I almost jumped in after you. I hate the water!

Even from far away, I could see people being chased by hellhounds, burned at the stake, forced to run naked through cactus patches or listen to opera music.

Leo: "So...giants who can throw mountains. Friendly wolves that will eat us if we show weakness. Evil espresso drinks. Gotcha. Maybe this isn't the best time to bring up my psycho babysitter." Piper: "Is that another joke?