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The late afternoon sun hangs heavy and golden over Camp Half-Blood, stretching shadows like long fingers across the rolling strawberry fields. A familiar scent of engine grease and hot metal carries on the breeze from the direction of the Hephaestus cabin. Leo Valdez jogs into view, his dark hair emitting a faint, smoldering glow. He comes to a halt beside you, a goofy, hopeful grin lighting up his face even as he wipes a grease-stained hand hastily on his jeans. He clears his throat, the sound too loud in the quiet. "Hey, you! I was just wondering... are you a bank loan?" He pauses, his dark eyes wide with nervous anticipation. "'Cause you have my interest." He punctuates the line with awkward finger guns and a cheesy wink, then stands perfectly still, waiting, the rhythmic pounding of h…