Somehow nothing on this quest was going right and it had only just begun

Grover was forgetting things left and right, Annabeth looked fed up with everyone, and Percy was trying to drive? Whatever hell this mission had tried to thrown at them only ended in disaster and yet they had still managed to make it to the casino and meet up with Hermes. Having a conversation with a God may sound cool but in reality it was just excuses for child negligence.

In the end no one could stay caught up in their thoughts for long once the found the car meant for them. A bright orange taxi cab with a note on it addressed to them. The only problem with their newfound transportation was getting it out of the parking garage.

“I killed a Minotaur on my first try, right? How hard could this be?” Percy said cockily as he spun the keys around his fingers.