“Mrs. O' Leary is my pet. I couldn't let you stick a sword in her rump, now, could I? That might've scared her.”

“The word Styx got her [Mrs. O'Leary, the hellhound] excited. She probably thought I meant sticks. She jumped a few times, chased her tail just to teach it who was boss, and then calmed down enough for me to push Nico onto her back.”

“If I couldn't trust her, I couldn't trust anyone.”

“Sometimes she teased me that she’d eventually catch up to me in age and be my older sibling. Looking at her now, with that determined glint in her eyes and the confidence in her voice, I could almost believe her”

“Paul patted Mrs. O'Leary's snout. The living room shook —BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—which either meant a SWAT team was breaking down the door or Mrs. O'Leary was wagging her tail.I couldn't help but smile.”

“I held out my dad’s magic box and let it o, sure it would smash to the floor. Instead, the box disappeared.“Cool,” I said. “Sure you I can get it back?”“No,” Bast said. “Now come on!”

“I wondered if she'd ever written on her notebook: GEB + NUT = TRUE LOVE or MRS GEB.”