Nothing Like Watching Your Relatives Fight, I

Annabeth’s Shoulders Ached. The Elevator’s Easy-listening Music Didn’t Help. If All Monsters Had To Hear That Song About Liking Piña Coladas And Getting Caught In The Rain, No Wonder They Were In The Mood For Carnage When They Reached The Mortal World.

Ever Hold Your Hand Over A Torch (sorry, A Flashlight For You Americans).

The Taller They Are, The Longer They Fall.

Please, Percy...change Your Clothes. You Smell Like You've Been Run Over By An Electric Horse.

Travis: I Didn’t Know They Made Permanent Makeup. I Looked Like A Clown For A Month. Connor: Yeah. They Put A Curse On Me So That No Matter What I Wore, My Clothes Were Two Sizes Too Small And I Felt Like A Geek. Travis: You Are A Geek.