It wasn't exactly like talking, but it went something like this: Could you give us a ride north, Percy asked, like as close to Portland as possible? Eat seals, the whale responded. Are you seals? No, Percy admitted. I've got a man satchel full of macrobiotic beef jerky, though. The whale shuddered. Promise not to feed me this, and I will take you north. Deal.
Rick RiordanSelling one's book to Hollywood is rather like selling someone your house. After it's sold, it isn't yours anymore. They can paint it a different color, tear it down and build something new, or do anything they want.
Rick RiordanMrs. O' Leary is my pet. I couldn't let you stick a sword in her rump, now, could I? That might've scared her.
Rick RiordanWe did all the standard camp numbers: "Down By The Aegean," "I Am My Own Great-Great-Great-Great Grandpa," "This Land is Minos's Land.
Rick RiordanI could have killed you.โ โOr I could have killed you,โ Percy said. Jason shrugged. โIf thereโd been an ocean in Kansas, maybe.โ โI donโt need an oceanโโ โBoys,โ Annabeth interrupted, โIโm sure you both wouldโve been wonderful at killing each other. But right now, you need some rest.โ Food first,โ Percy said. โPlease?
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