“Atlantis?” Jason asked.
“That’s a myth,” Percy said.
“Uh... don’t we deal in myths?”
“No, I mean it’s a made-up myth. Not like, an actual true myth.”
“So this is why Annabeth is the brains of the operation, then?”
“Shut up, Grace.”
An idea came to him – possibly the stupidest, craziest idea he’d had since he thought, ‘Hey, I’ll get Percy to swim in the River Styx! He’ll love me for that!’