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[Anthea wakes in the truck, her head resting on a hay bale that Annabeth and Percy are sitting on.]

Grover: Okay, got some updates. [The three demigods stand.] The men driving this truck are not nice people. Traffickers.

Annabeth: We can do our best to help all these animals escape, but not if it means we're jeopardising the quest.

Grover: Oh, no, no, no. They've already got a plan to get themselves out. And us, too. I mean, some of these guys, so smart. They were really only missing, like, one piece of the puzzle to get the cages unlocked.

Percy: What's that?

Grover: Thumbs. But we're here now, so... all good.

Annabeth: And once the cages are open, they have a plan from there?

Grover: Yeah. Really elegant. I mean, these guys, they're... they're like artists.

[Anthea, Annabeth, Percy and Grover are standing on the side of the road, looking out at the street to where the animals are spread around.]

Percy: [to Grover] This seems dangerous.

Grover: Oh. They'll be totally fine. I have them a Satyr's blessing, so they'll be able to reach the wilderness safely.

Percy: I meant for the people.

Grover: Oh. Them. Well, I mean, I'm sure they'll... Yeah, I don't know. But the animals are all set.

Annabeth: Okay, come on, before the cops show up.

[Police sirens blare in the distance]

Percy: So, how do we know which hotel is the Lotus?

[Annabeth and Anthea looking behind them.]

Annabeth: I'm guessing the one with the giant lotus blossom on it.

Percy: [looking to where Annabeth is] You were like two seconds ahead of me. Seriously. [the four begin to make their way over to the hotel] Sometimes, it might be okay to just let the easy ones go. Can we agree to just try it, maybe?