Felicity gave him that look again. The one that said he was an idiot just for asking such a thing. And to emphasize it even more, she rolled her eyes. Again. Wasn't he supposed to be smart? Because he was certainly acting like a daft fool to her.

"Percy," she said, back to talking as if she were speaking to a child, "You can't just go to things with me or Cat. You need to throw things as well. Make people think you are an approachable sort and not some recluse that waits in a cave to lure young children in for a delicious dinner."

She sighed and set her tea down, feeling quite exasperated already. "Really, you'd think I was speaking to an invalid," she said, though the slight smirk she had showed her teasing manner.