“So youre a reader, My mom sighs, as if somehow this elevates Isabel to yet another realm of perfection.”

“Wait. Is a real, live adult person actually asking me details about the games I play? This is unheard of.”

“It seems like the best escape games come from Japan for some reason. It makes me proud.”

“I cant believe I thought this was going to be boring. This is great!”

“At this moment, I know that the answer has to be yes. I am defeated. By my own father. How Darth Vader.”

“Dad has shamelessly played the Mom card. Against which there is no defense.”

“I turn back to the Archers, who don’t look like the same species as us. Do they even sweat, these people?”

“Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.”

“Believe me, It would be better if we didn't meet again. Go back to school. Go back to your life. And next time they ask you, say no. Killing is for grown-ups and you're still a child.”

“My name is Percy Jackson. I'm twelve years old. Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York.Am I a troubled kid?Yeah. Y...”