Annabeth: Hey, Seaweed Brain. Percy: Will you stop calling me that? Annabeth: You know you love it.
Powdered donuts," Tyson said earnestly. "I will look for powdered donuts in the wilderness." He headed outside and started calling, "Here, donuts!
It seemed weird calling a teenager 'sir' but I'd learned to be careful with immortals. They tended to get offended easily. Then, they blew stuff up.