Reyna: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad. I just want to know.
Jason: I did. I broke it ...
Reyna: No. No, you didn't. Percy?
Percy: Don't look at me. Look at Leo.
Leo: What?! I didn't break it.
Percy: Huh. That's weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Leo: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken!
Percy: Suspicious ...
Leo: It's not!
Frank: If it matters, probably not ... Piper was the last one to use it.
Piper: Liar! I don't even drink that cr*p!
Frank: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Piper: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Frank!
Jason: Alright, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Reyna.
Reyna: No. Who broke it?
Leo: (whispering) Reyna, Annabeth's been awfully quiet ...
Annabeth: Really?!
Leo: Yeah, really!
...
Reyna: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little to chummy around here.