"Five drachmas."

"Ten drachmas!"

"You have too much faith. She's a pine tree!"

"She won't be forever! She died for her friends. What has your son done?"

"What are you two arguing about now?" Hades demanded, staring at Zeus and Poseidon.

Poseidon turned to look at him. "Who the child of the prophecy is, obviously!"

"Yes, it's obviously my daughter," said Zeus with his usual air of arrogance. "It couldn't possibly be Poseidon's son."

"You have too much arrogance," said Poseidon, scowling at him. "Why does everything always have to be about you?"

"Well, it is," said Zeus smugly. "That's why it's my daughter."

"Wait, wait," said Hades. "What's the point of arguing about this? It's going to happen no matter what, right?"

"You're right," agreed Poseidon. "We're not just arguing. We're also betting on it!"

"What? Betting?" Hades demanded.

"Do you think ten drachmas is too much, Hades?" asked Zeus. "I think it's not enough, but I'd feel bad for Poseidon if he had to pay too much when he lost." Poseidon glared at him.

"Ridiculous," Hades scoffed. "Are they just tools for you to win a bet?"

"Well, it obviously can't be your spawn, Hades," said Poseidon. "Whoever heard of a child of Hades being a hero? The idea is ridiculous."

"Now, hold on," said Hades. "You don't know that! They could be the hero of the prophecy. And there's two of them, so there's double the chance."

"Yeah right," scoffed Zeus. "Imagine a child of Hades beating one of my children!"

"They might not even be alive, thanks to you," said Hades, glaring at him.

"I could say the same about my daughter," retorted Zeus, glaring back at him.

"This is like an intense prank war," muttered Poseidon. "Unlike you two, I don't take my anger out on innocent children."

"You had to feel threatened by the idea of them being the child of the prophecy," Hades told Zeus. "That's why you tried to kill them, isn't it? You wouldn't have if you didn't think they had a chance."

"Well, even as a pine tree, my daughter has the best chance of winning," said Zeus, ignoring his observation.

"You know what? I hope it is Hades' child," said Poseidon. "Just so it'll shut you up. I can't stand your ego, Zeus."

"I won't drag them into this ridiculous feud," said Hades. "They're safe in the hotel. Safe from someone..." He glared at Zeus.

"Too bad Zeus's daughter is a pine tree, and Hades' children are in a hotel," said Poseidon smugly. "Percy will be the hero for sure."

"And living with his horrible stepfather is so much better?" quipped Hades.

"...Good point," Poseidon conceded.

"Oh, that's it!" snapped Zeus. "She won't be a pine tree for long!"

"I wouldn't compromise their safety for anything," said Hades. "Well, anything except getting one over you two."

"Ha! You must not care about them much after all, if you're considering taking them out," said Zeus.

"You're considering the same for your daughter!" Hades pointed out. "And at least the hotel is comfortable. You just turned her into a pine tree."

"I kind of had to think on the spot," said Zeus, glaring at him. "Because you tried to kill her!"

"And you weren't quick enough to save her, unlike me," said Hades smugly.

"You weren't either," retorted Zeus. "Only quick enough to save the children."

"How dare you!" growled Hades.

"Cut it out, you two. We're getting off topic," said Poseidon. "It's too bad my son is obviously the hero. He's the only one capable of it."

"We'll see about that," muttered Zeus.

"So... ten drachmas?" asked Hades.

Zeus and Poseidon stared at him in surprise.

"You're on!" said Poseidon.