[In an odd turn of events, Annabeth and Drew have ended up stranded in New Jersey. Having called an uneasy truce, they are trying to make their way back to Camp Half Blood]
Drew(Following Annabeth out of a gas station): WOW, Annie! you sure did aggressively lie to that innocent, hard working New Jersling!
Annabeth(Glaring at her): One, never call me Annie, two, they’re New Jerseyites, and three, I didn’t hear you saying anything! Sometimes you’ve got to lie a little to get a job done.
Drew(With false sweetness, arriving at a parked Chevy Impala): Or steal a car…
Annabeth(Turning red): IT WAS AN EMERGENCY.
Drew(Smiling with insufferable smugness, getting in shotgun): Oh, calm down Annie, no judgement here. A good sidekick doesn’t- although if it had been me, I would have at least spun for something in red. Black is nice for dresses, but it makes for very boring cars…
Annabeth(Getting in and turning the ignition with more force than necessary): My sidekicks aren’t usually this mouthy.
Drew(Snorting): Yeah right. Momentarily forgetting your boyfriend, I’ve seen Thalia Grace. She’s nobody’s sidekick.
Annabeth(Taking her eyes off the road to stare incredulously at Drew, narrowly missing a very angry cat): …Did you just compliment a human being?
Drew(Inspecting her nails): She wears lipstick like she invented it and she doesn’t let anyone tell her how to wear her hair. I respect that.
Drew(Pursing her lips in disapproval): Even if her wardrobe IS comprised entirely of the worst of the early 2000s. It’s like Avril Lavigne had some kind of horrifying lovechild with Green Da- EYES ON THE ROAD!
Annabeth(Swerving to avoid another cat): Oh, thank gods. For a second I thought you’d been body snatched.