The Mark of Athena (The Heroes of Olympus, #3)

by Rick Riordan

“Boys,” Annabeth interrupted, “I’m sure you both would’ve been wonderful at killing each other. But right now, you need some rest.”

Percy pointed his pizza slice at Jason. “You, sir, are a ray of sunshine.”

“Hercules, huh?” Percy frowned. “That guy was like the Starbucks of Ancient Greece. Everywhere you turn—there he is.”

PERCY WAS NOT FEELING THE LOVE.

Percy: “Hey, how’s it going?” Annabeth: “Uh, no thanks.” Percy: “Okay…have you eaten anything today?” Annabeth: “I think Leo is on duty. Ask him.” Percy: “So, my hair is on fire.” Annabeth: “Okay. In a while.”

“Behold!” Percy shouted. “The god’s chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!”