Holy Mother!" "hmph. More Like Holy Father.

Mark My Words, Nothing Smells Worse Than Burned Scorpion.

Also ... The Plan Sounded Exactly Like The Sneaky, Twisted, Ridiculously Annoying And Noble Sort Of Thing Leo Valdez Would Do.

Whasthat!" "um ... Those Are The Toilets.

Poseidon Grinned. "you're Doing Well With Those New Cabins, By The Way. I Suppose This Means I Can Claim All Those Other Sons And Daughters Of Mine And Send You Some Siblings Next Summer." "ha-ha." Poseidon Reeled In His Empty Line. I Shifted My Feet. "um, You Were Kidding, Right?" Poseidon Gave Me One Of His Inside-joke Winks, And I Still Didn't Know Whether He Was Serious Or Not.

We Can’t Make A Portal—” “we’ve Got A Flying Boat,” Carter Offered.