Riley watched her smell and smiled. He didn’t know what she was smelling, but he knew the tell-tales of recognition, and she was certainly recognizing what came through the fire. He then leaned on the stones next to the fire to allow a few other campers to make their offerings. Her question was classic. Everyone got a kick out of that goblet in the beginning. It’s still one of his favorite things about camp.<br/><br/>He was about to say something when he saw her eyes grow wide and her hair change color “Hey…” he pointed to her hair, puzzled to pieces “How did you…” He was interrupted by  the girl as she leaned closer to him to ask a question. As he looked behind him, he understood immediately “Oh! That’s Chiron. One of the camp’s big wigs. Good guy. You’ll meet him tomorrow if you haven’t already. Sooner or later, he catches up to us all.”<br/>