She tied her blond hair back with a strip of denim torn from her pants leg, and in the fiery light of the river, her grey eyes flickered. Despite being beat-up, sooty, and dressed like a homeless person, she looked great to Percy. So what if they were in Tartarus? So what if they stood a slim chance of surviving? He was so glad that they were together, he had the ridiculous urge to smile.

You, sir, are a ray of sunshine. -Percy Jackson

I had nightmares about what Poseidon might turn me into if I were on the verge of death-plankton maybe." -Percy Jackson

Who's the other kid in the photo?' he asked. 'The sandy-haired guy.' Annabeth's expression tightened. Touchy subject. 'That's Luke,' she said. 'He's dead now.

"Percy, you're a brave guy," She said. "Just take the compliment. I swear, is it so hard?"

Five syllables," Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. "That would be real bad.

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.