Percy: “Pick up, pick up, pick u-Cham! Everyone’s worried sick!”
Cham: [phone] “...About me?”
Percy: “Of course about you, moron! We care about you! No one could reach you!”
Cham: [phone] “People should have worried less about me and more about Sashimi!” *click*
Percy: “...What the hell happened to Sashimi?”














