Хей! - извика Гроувър. - Тя май припадна!
- Гррр! - обади се Медуза.
- Е, май не е - поправи се той и отново вдигна клона.

Той ме погледна тъжно, сякаш мислеше какви цветя да избере на погребението ми.

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Don't untie me," she said, "no matter what happens or how much I plead. I'll want to go straight over the edge and drown myself."
"Are you trying to tempt me?"
"Ha-ha.

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

Can you surf really well, then?"
I looked at Grover, who was trying hard not to laugh.
"Jeez, Nico," I said. "I've never really tried."
He went on asking questions. Did I fight a lot with Thalia, since she was a daughter of Zeus? (I didn't answer that one.) If Annabeth's mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn't Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff? (I tried not to strangle Nico for asking that one.) Was Annabeth my girlfriend? (At this point, I was ready to stick the kid in a meat-flavored sack and throw him to the wolves.)