"God alert!"Blackjack yelled. "It's the wine dude!Mr. D sighed in exasperation. "The next person, or horse, who calls me the 'wine dude' will end up in a bottle of Merlot!"
"I stared at him (Dionysus). "You're...you're married? But I thought you got in trouble for chasing a wood nymph-"
"She said this in the same way you might say Fields of Punishment or Hades's gym shorts."
"Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned. "That's us,"he said. "Those five nuts right there.""Which one is me?"I asked. "The little deformed one,"Zoe suggested. "Oh, shut up."
"Ever had a flying burrito hit you? Well, it's a deadly projectile, right up there with cannonballs and grenades."
"You're a stalker with hooves.""I am not! I followed her to the Big House and hid in a bush and watched the whole thing."