"I can totally be deep and poetic!" Defended Percy, crossing his arms and pouting like a child who wasn't allowed two scoops of ice cream.
"Sure. Try." Replied Annabeth, looking at him amusedly.
He held his arms up dramatically to the side and turned his body, then looking towards the sky said, "A day without sunlight is, you know... Night."
"Deep, Seaweed Brain, deep."