Anabeth  took in a deep breath and sighed when it appeared that the ride would be depressing. She sped up when she saw that he wasn't going to try to snap any pictures. He must have felt so overwhelmed with how she was. She smirked and shook her head. Not as overwhelmed as she was when she flooded with the memories and emotions of her past lives falling in love with him and now she was like him but he just left. Why?<br/><br/>Anabeth  was rushing. She rushed through life and got things done. She didn't just put things off or go slow. She got things done quickly and perfectly. She worked so hard to keep herself distanced from people who party and just let loose in life, afraid that her life would fall apart if she wasn't constantly working. She smiled at the man who stood in the door way. She waited for Daniel to be done before she went to the man and hugged him slightly. Obviously she personally knew the guy. "Hey Oliver. You know the ritual eight? I just have to touch up the precious story to make sure we have your complete and correct story. I promise to make it quick." She told him and sat down across from him in a chair. She began just quickly going over the notes she had and double checking every detail. After a about ten minutes past, she stood up and put her notepad and pen back into her bag. She hugged the man again and kissed his cheek. "Get better alright? I didnt help you get known just to see you fall off the wagon. Remember I will personally come kick your ass if you pull anything like this again." She warned before she left the room, closing the door behind her. She looked towards Daniel and smiled. "Ready to go?" She asked him.