Whats Up, Seaweed Brain?

We'd Just Released A Zebra In Las Vegas.

Thalia's Shoulders Relaxed. "i Owe You One." "two." "one And A Half," Thalia Said. She Smiled, And For A Second, I Remembered That I Actually Liked Her When She Wasn't Yelling At Me.

Great, I Thought. We Just Blowtorched A National Monument.

The Baboon Is Driving,” I Noted. “should I Be Worried?

After All The Dangerous Adventures I'd Had, I Couldn't Die Like This. Sadie Would Be Devastated. Then, Once She Got Over Her Grief, She'd Track Down My Soul In The Egyptian Afterlife And Tease Me Mercilessly For How Stupid I'd Been.