Vulcan?" Leo demanded. "I don't even LIKE Star Trek!

The dead aren't scary. They are just sad.

Ella is nervous,” the harpy muttered from her perch on the railing. “The elephant. The elephant is watching Ella.

Weapons are allowed. Dirty tricks are expected. But try not to kill anybody!” Tantalus smiled at us like we were all naughty children. “Any killing will result in harsh punishment. No s’mores at the campfire for a week! Now ready your chariots!

Hold up." Leo stepped forward, wagging his Wii controller. "Did you just call my a ship a monstrosity? I KNOW you didn't that.

Otrera stayed dead the second time," Kinzie said, batting her eyes. "We have to thank you for that. If you ever need a new girlfriend...well, I think you'd look great in an iron collar and an orange jumpsuit." Percy couldn't tell if she was kidding or not. He politely thanked her and changed seats.

A surgeon would never hesitate to amputate a rotting hand, no matter how faithfully it had served its owner in the past.