She blinked. "Hmm? Oh, don't care. What did Anubis look like to you?"
"What did... he looked like a guy. So?"
"A good-looking guy, or a slobbering dog-headed guy?"
"I guess... Not the dog-headed guy."
"I knew it!" Sadie pointed at me as if she'd won an argument.
"Good-looking. I knew it!"
And with a ridiculous grin, she spun around and skipped into the house.
My sister, as I may have mentioned, is a little strange.

Autor: Rick Riordan

She blinked. "Hmm? Oh, don't care. What did Anubis look like to you?"<br />"What did... he looked like a guy. So?"<br />"A good-looking guy, or a slobbering dog-headed guy?"<br />"I guess... Not the dog-headed guy."<br />"I knew it!" Sadie pointed at me as if she'd won an argument.<br />"Good-looking. I knew it!"<br />And with a ridiculous grin, she spun around and skipped into the house. <br />My sister, as I may have mentioned, is a little strange. - Rick Riordan


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