"My Saturday Night. My Saturday night is like a microwave burrito. Very tough to ruin something that starts out so bad to begin with."

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Amos sipped his coffee. "Sorry if that distubed you. Khufu's very picky. He only eats foods that end in -o. Doritos, burritos, flamingos." I blinked. "Did you say-" "Carter," Sadie warned. She looked a little queasy, like she'd already had this conversation. "Don't ask.

— Rick Riordan