Percy mangeait une énorme pile de pancakes bleus (c’était quoi, son délire de ne manger que des trucs bleus ?) et Annabeth lui reprochait de mettre trop de sirop. – Tu les noies, là, tes pauvres pancakes !– Hé, je suis un enfant de Poséidon, je peux pas me noyer, et mes pancakes non plus.

-Rick Riordan

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