Weasel cookies.

“What the creeping crud is that?" [Percy] demanded. "You’re inside a giant glowi…”

“Genius does not excuse evil.”

“Um, dad?" I called "How's it going?""Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hu…”

“Are you guys busy?" Juniper asked. "Well," I said, "we're in the middle of thi…”