"She glanced at the minotaur horn in my hands, then back at me. I imagined she was going to say, <i>You killed a minotaur!</i> or <i>Wow, you're so a… - Rick Riordan

You drool when you sleep.

"Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned.
"That's us," he said. "Those five nuts right there."
"Which one is me?" I asked.
"The little deformed one," Zoe suggested.
"Oh, shut up.

What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.

Annabeth's face, her blond hair and gray eyes, the way she laughed, threw her arms around him, and gave him a kiss whenever he did something stupid.
She must have kissed me a lot, Percy thought.