A/N: Sorry that this chapter is very, very late! As you probably could have predicted, school took away all my writing time.

Anyways, just so we can all remember, here is what happened last:

Percy was baby-sitting his half-brother and sister, when he went over to Annabeth's house to retrieve the wallet he had left there. As a result, Annabeth ends up coming to dinner with Percy and his siblings. But Percy, being Percy, left his wallet at his house, which then forces Annabeth to pay for the meal. To pay Annabeth back, Percy's taking Annabeth out for brunch the next morning.

The first thing I saw when I woke up the next morning was the clock; it read: 10:45 AM.

"Shit, shit, shit!" I muttered to myself, instantly remembering my deal to pick Annabeth up for brunch at 11.

The last thing she said to me last night kept ringing in my head, "And you'd better be on time, Seaweed Brain!"

After desperately searching through my apartment, I was able to find a clean shirt and a pair of jeans I think I've only worn once or twice since their last wash. The landlord really needs to install a washer and dryer in the basement of this building, going to the Laundromat once a week requires way too much exertion of energy.

After triple checking that my wallet was in my back pocket, I scrambled out the door at 10:58 and ran across the hall to Annabeth's apartment and knocked on her door.

I heard her scream something along the lines of, "One minute!" before she swung the door open to greet me.

"Believe it or not," I said, fingering a loose thread on my shirt, "I'm on time. It's currently 10:58."

She looked like she was about to challenge me, but instead said, "Come on, let's go."

"So, it's your choice this morning," I said, once we exited the building, "Where do you want to eat?"

She brought her finger to her mouth to symbolize that she was thinking, "Oh! I know just the place."

"Is it close by? Am I going to like it?"

"Yeah, it's only a few blocks away," she answered, "And I'm sure that you're going to love it."

She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me along behind her. We walked in silence for a few moments, before I thought of something to say.

"So… any, uh, interesting dreams last night?"

She seemed to be slightly thrown off by the question, but only for a second because then she replied, "No, not really – well, not that I can recall, anyway." She glanced in the other direction, "How about you? Any dreams worth sharing?"

My dream from last night seemed hazy. Grover was in it, somehow, but I can't quite remember what was going on. Maybe it had something to do with a camp?

"No, not really. My friend Grover was in it," I said, looking up towards the sky, "But that's all I remember."

Annabeth merely nodded, "I read this book once," she said, giving me a slightly quizzical look, "About dreams. It said that they commonly reflect something that you're scared to admit. Do you think that's true?"

"Maybe, I don't know," I replied, checking my back pocket once more for my wallet, "I generally don't remember my dreams, so it's hard to say."

She seemed to think my reply over for a few seconds, before we suddenly stopped walking in front of Noodles. "Here we are!"

I stood still, dumbfounded, "Here? Noodles? This is where you wanted to go for breakfast?"

"Yup," she said, pulling on my sleeve, "Let's go inside."

"But-but," I said, still confused by her strange request, "We were here last night?"

"So? Why does that matter?" she asked, holding the door open for me to enter, "That was for dinner. Now this is breakfast, totally different meals. Besides, this place was so good last night, I was curious if it was really good for breakfast, as well."

We went inside, and the hostess looked at us curiously for a few seconds, almost like she recognized us from yesterday, "Table for two?"

Annabeth and I replied simultaneously, "Yes."

Annabeth stared down at her food, desperately trying (and failing) to hold back laughter.

"What's so funny?" I repeated. We were in the middle of a conversation when she burst out laughing, and still, a good five minutes later, had no clue what I said that was so hilarious.

"Seriously," she said, patting my lower arm, "It's just an old joke from college. Really, it's nothing."

"Well, it has to be something," I muttered to myself, although I don't think she heard me because she was busy trying to stop her hiccups.

The waitress appeared a few seconds later, "Is everything alright?" she asked, wearing a slightly amused expression.

"I'm not quite sure," I said, jokingly, "But I think we'd like a little more water." I pointed to our empty water glasses.

"Sure, I'll be right back with your waters."

"She likes you," said Annabeth, seconds after the waitress was out of sight.

"What?" I asked, "Why would you think that?" The waitress had seemed friendly, but that didn't mean that she liked me.

"A few reasons," she replied in an "all knowing" manner, "First: Whenever you're not looking, I always see her staring at you. Two: she's asked if everything is OK every few minutes, which shows she's trying to get your attention-"

Just then, as if on cue, the waitress returned carrying two glasses of water. She was wearing a big smile, and when she turned to leave she flipped her hair in a slightly seductive manner.

"See?" Annabeth replied, sitting back in against the booth with satisfaction.

"So?"

"You should go ask her out, or something," said Annabeth, crossing her arms, "You'd be cute together."

"Excuse me?" I replied, completely surprised, "Are you kidding?"

"She's attractive and obviously single, and so are you," she said, shrugging, "Why don't you ask her out?"

I was about to reply saying I had no interest at some random waitress at Noodles when I realized what Annabeth had said, "You think I'm attractive?"

Did Annabeth Chase seriously just call me attractive? What does this mean?

Redness instantly rushed to her face, "I-I, I didn't-"

"You think I'm attractive," I said, satisfied.

"I never said that-"

"Oh," I replied, pointing at her, "But you did."

"You're still stupid."

"But hey, at least I'm pretty."

A/N: So, here's the chapter! I hope that you liked it. Please, please, please review! Your reviews seriously make my day, and I'm very curious to hear what you think!