I wasn't sure whether I was supposed to kneel or buy stamps from him or what.

Twelve minutes. I can give you that.

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.

'Are you guys busy?' Juniper asked. 'Well,' I said, 'we're in the middle of this game against a bunch of monsters and we're trying not to die.' 'We're not busy,' Annabeth said.

The bridge fell away into the chasm, and the Cyclops howled ... with delight, because he was standing right next to us.

I guessed his name was Face of Horror. I wondered how long it had taken his mom to think of that. Bob? No. Sam? No. How about Face of Horror?

It wasn’t easy looking dignified wearing a bed sheet and a purple cape.