Amos Sipped His Coffee. "sorry If That

Hazel: "there," She Said.the Official Building On Their Left Had A Single Word Etched On The Glass Doors: Amazon. "oh," Frank Said."uh, No, Hazel. That's A Modern Thing. They're A Company, Right? They Sell Stuff On The Internet. They're Not Actually Amazons." "unless..." Percy Walked Through The Doors.

Listen, Frank Zhang Has Moves. He's Probably Gonna Turn Into A Kangaroo And Do Some Marsupial Jujitsu On Their Ugly Faces.

For Thousands Of Years, You Humans Have Been Throwing In Everything As You Come Across--hopes, Dreams, Wishes That Never Came True. Irresponsible Waste Management, If You Ask Me.

Now, Now," Bast Said. "it's Not So Bad." "right," I Said. "we're Stuck In Washington, D.c. We Have Two Days To Make It To Arizona And Stop A God We Don't Know How To Stop. And If We Can't, We'll Never See Our Dad Or Amos Again, And The World Might End." "that's The Spirit!" Bast Said Brightly. "now, Let's Have A Picnic.

I Should Throw You Off This Building Minus The Flying Horse And See How Heroic You Sound On The Way Down.