Persassy Quotes

Oilcloths and rude ladies

"Pasiphaë," Hazel said.

The woman inclined her head. "My dear Hazel Levesque."

Leo coughed. "You too know each other? Like Underworld chums, or-"

"Silence, fool." Pasiphaë's voice was soft, but full of venom. "I have no use for demigod boys- always so full of them selves, so brash and destructive."

"Hey, lady," Leo protested. "I dont destroy things much. I'm a son of Hephaestus."

"A tinkerer," snapped Pasiphaë. "Even worse. I knew Daedalus. his inventions brought me nothing but trouble."

Leo blinked. "Daedalus... like the Daedalus? Well, then, you should know all about tinkerers. We're more into fixing. building, occasionally sticking wads of oilcloth in to the mouths of rude ladies-"

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