He could't have survied a hundred foot drop. I'm sorry Annabeth.

“Yeah, flattering." Percy raised Riptide. "But actually I`m the son of Poseidon.…”

“I'm Dylan. I'm so cool. I want to date myself, but I don't know how! You want t…”

“Mark my words, nothing smells worse than burned scorpion.”

“Very slowly using two fingers, Annabeth drew her dagger. Instead of dropping it…”