Ever had a flying burrito hit you? Well, it's a deadly projectile, right up there with cannonballs and grenades.

We ran, plowing through another pile of peppers. [No, I didn't pick a peck of them, Sadie - just shut up.]

Sometimes wisdom came from strange places, even from giant teenaged goldfish.

Percy," my father said, "what exactly do you mean?" "Kronos couldn't have risen if it hadn't been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents," I said. "They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason.

Zoë threw up her hands in exasperation. "I hate this language. It changes too often!

Who are you?" he asked. "I'm a shabti, of course!" The figurine rubbed his dented head. He still looked quite lumpish, only now he was a living lump. "Master calls me Doughboy, though I find the name insulting. You may call me Supreme-Force-Who-Crushes-His-Enemies!

The entrance to the Underworld is in Los Angeles.