How does it taste?” Carter wondered.
Zia smiled. “Stick out your tongue.”
To answer Carter’s question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires.
“Ugh.” I spit a blue gob of “order and harmony” into the fountain.

“Khufu carefully picked out everything that ended with-o—Doritos, Oreos, and som…”

“Poseidon’s trident was also all over the place, since Peter the Great wanted to…”

“I smiled at the giant. “Actually, Cacus, I have another secret weapon.”The gian…”

“When in doubt, start from the top.-Jason Grace”