He'd changed since the last summer. Instead of Bermuda shorts and a T-shirt, he wore a button-down shirt, khaki pants, and leather loafers. His sandy hair, which used to be so unruly, was now clipped short. He look like an evil male model, showing off what the fashionable college-age villain was wearing to Harvard this year.

I accidentally vaporize my pre-algebra teacher

sorry,no thanks,if i was going to die it could wait until tomorrow morning.

I gave her my deluxe I'll-Kill-You-Later stare.

You can't call a ninja lord dweeb.

Terminus sniffed. “I guard borders. I don’t kill giants. It’s not in my job description.

Coach," Annabeth said, "it was an accident. We were talking, and we fell asleep." "Besides," Percy said, "you're starting to sound like Terminus." Hedge narrowed his eyes. "Is that an insult, Jackson? 'Cause I'll-I'll Terminus you, buddy!