Zeus: I can not STAND Perseus.
Zeus: He needs to understand some respect. [Reaches for lightning bolts] A good ol’ smite might knock some sense–
Poseidon: Eh-hem. Brother. [Nods to the smite jar.] The deal. Everytime you threaten to smite my son you owe me a dollar.
Zeus: But-
Poseidon: You swore on the Styx.
Zeus:
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