[Okay, there are some times that Scott is really glad he's at Camp Half-Blood, because over at Camp Jupiter? Even with the sons and daughters and legacies of Bacchus, this sort of thing would not fly. Oh no, the praetors would shut this sort of party down quickly.

But it's cool, and Heather did deliver - this party is awesome. There's even slurpees - before he'd had a sip of Heather's the other day, he hadn't had one of those in ages. He's got one in his hand right now, and he's actually seeking out Johnny himself. He's Heather's best Roman bro, after all; it's only fair that he meets her best buddy from Jingletown and the Greek camp to boot, especially after he's heard so much about him.]