Leo: I'm Almost Out Of Gas! Woah,

He Pinched The Name Tag And Ran His Fingers Under The Letters. "can You Read This, Mate? It Says C-h-a-r-o-n. Say It With Me: Care-on." "charon." "amazing! Now: Mr. Charon." "mr. Charon." "well Done.

And, Whoa!" He Turned To Mr.d. "your The Wine Dude? No Way!" Mr.d Turned Hi Eyes Away From Me And Gave Nico A Look Of Loathing. "the Wine Dude?" "dionysus, Right? Oh, Wow! I've Got Your Figurine!" "my Figurine." "in My Game, Mythomagic. And Holofoil Card, Too! And Even Though You've Only Got Like Five Hundred Attack Points And Everybody Thinks Your The Lamest God Card, I Totally Think Your Powers Are Sweet!" "ah." Mr.d Seemed Truly Perplexed, Which Probably Saved My Life. "well, That's...gratifying.

All We Can Do, Child, Is Follow Our Destiny.

He Crossed The Street Toward The Man In The Trench Coat, Which Left Me With Two Choices: Follow My Dad And See What Was Going On, Or Do What I Was Told. I Decided On The Slightly Less Dangerous Path. I Went To Retrieve My Sister

Poison!" Grover Yelped. "don't Let Those Things Touch You Or..." "or We'll Die?" I Guessed. "well...after You Shrivel Slowly To Dust, Yes." "let's Avoid The Swords," I Decided.