<strong>Chloe: "Our main weapon is Surprise. Surprise and fear: Our<em> two</em> main weapons are surprise, fear and ruthless efficiency..."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Chloe raised her eyebrows at the fact that she had been transported across the Atlantic in a matter of moments. "Wow, Concorde eat your heart out!. You know, those satyrs could make a great living transporting business men... provided they managed to keep from cracking jokes at the expense of the establishment..." Her pun was probably going to be lost on anyone who heard it, she knew, but she had to at least make the effort. "So I guess we all get pretty sick of eating Strawberries by the end of the summer, then?"<br/><br/>At the mention of monsters, she had another question. "Yeah, about that.... Look, like I said, I'm pretty open minded on this whole deal, but... seriously, monsters? You mean like in Clash of the Titans and stuff? Or Jason and the Argonauts? I heard someone mention harpies. They're supposed to be pretty disgusting from what little Greek Mythology I know. And I have to ask... are there mermaids? I always wanted to see a mermaid!"<br/><br/>And then came the bad news. Chloe had, without realising it, permitted herself a minuscule sliver of hope. It was a hope she had denied herself all through her childhood, and her teenage years. A hope that she knew would never be fulfilled, and so she had kept it at bay. But here and now, with the sudden and shocking news that her mother was a goddess, that hope had managed to find a chink in the armour that kept it at bay. Suddenly there was a possibility that her mother might actually turn up and claim her.<br/><br/>To have that hope dashed again was almost crushing. Chloe sighed. "Yeah, well, I've done without her this long, I'm sure I'll manage a while longer..." She said, the bitterness in her voice more than evident.<br/><br/>But then just as she was about to wallow in self pity, something Abby said penetrated her souring mood and she sat up straight with a strange expression on her face. "Powers? What you mean like superhero powers? Or can it be something .... subtler?"<br/><br/>A really odd expression was now on Chloe's face, something between amusement, pride and fear. She lowered her voice. "I can do this..."<br/><br/>She turned to the boy sitting on her other side, who was paying no attention to their conversation, concentrating instead on his food. She whispered something into his ear, the turned back to smile innocently at Abigale.<br/><br/>The boy suddenly looked down at the half-eaten pair in his hand, grinned maliciously, and lobbed it at one of the occupants of Table Nine.