Lurking in the alley between Bombilo's cafe and the chariot repair shop were Lavinia and Don. The faun was wearing an honest-to-god's trench coat over his tie-dye T-shirt, as if that made him look inconspicuous. Lavinia wore a black cap over her pink hair.
"C'mere!" she hissed.
"But dinner -"
"We need you!"
"Is this a mugging?"
She marched over, grabbed my arm and pulled me into the shadows.
"Don't worry, dude," Don told me. "It's not a mugging! But, like, if you do have any spare change -"
"Shut up, Don," said Lavinia.
"I'll shut up." Don agreed.
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PJO, HoO, and ToA Quotes
FanfictionLets hit the highlights of the old and new books. I'm actually re - reading every book for this, sooooooooooo
