"Give me the—"
"Oh, no, don't—"
"Give it to me!"
"Percy Jackson, you are not—"
"Are you going to give it to me or not?"
"Wait. You're serious."
"Yes. Yes I am. Now, give to me—"
"There is absolutely no way I am ever going to let you frost a cake—"
"Come on, Annabeth. Tyson will love it no matter what—"
"No. No way."
"Please?.
"No, Percy. This is really important—"
"Then shouldn't I be a part of it?"
"Don't guilt me into—"
"Please?"
"Urgh… okay, fine. I'm going to regret this."