But if she'd realized that nine desiccated zombie nymphs would be waiting for her, she never would have come down here.

I've found peace here at the co-op. You could stay with us, if you want. Become a ROFLcopter.

She grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, which effectively shut him up.

Just for you non-sea-god types out there, don't go swimming in New York Harbor. It may not be as filthy as it was in my mom's day, but that water will still probably make you grow a third eye or have mutant children when you grow up.

We don’t have much time. Mel will be out of the restroom soon.” “You’ve got a magician named Mel?

My fatal flaw is hubris. The brown stuff they spread on veggie sandwiches? No, seaweed brain. That's hummus. Hubris is worse. What could be worse than hummus?

He issued orders to us: demigods who come to us for aid are no longer to be tolerated. We are to crush your little mortal faces.' There was an uncomfortable silence. 'That sounds...extreme,' Jason ventured.