“Lord Bacchus, do you remember me? I helped you with that missing leopard in Sonoma." Bacchus scratched his stubbly chin. "Ah... yes. John Green." "Jason Grace.""Whatever," the god said.”

“Did someone just call me the wine dude?” he asked in a lazy drawl. “It’s Bacchus, please. Or Mr. Bacchus. Or Lord Bacchus. Or, sometimes, Oh-My-Gods-Please-Don’t-Kill-Me, Lord Bacchus.”

“Entertain me, heroes of Olympus. Give me a reason to do more."Bacchus to Percy and Jason”

“The pinecone is a fearsome tool of destruction!-Bacchus”

“I hate to tell you this,” Jason said, “but I think your leopard just ate a goddess.”

“Fighting giants was one thing. Bacchus making into a game was something else.”

“Jason muttered "And I saw something...Really terrible.""That was Hera," Thalia grumbled, "Her Majesty, the Loose Cannon.""That's it, Thalia Grace," Said the goddess. "I will turn you into and aardvark, so help me-" "Stop it, you two," Piper said. Amazingly, they both shut up.”