Percy had never heard of California nor a hotel, and wasn't pleased to find himself in either place. Slowly he got up, shrugging Cabal's Ruin around himself to cover the mess that was his clothing and hide his equipment. "Well, that's going to be a, no, that's going to have to change. That's unacceptable."

"Thank you for your assistance, my good man. I appreciate the use of your potion." He didn't offer to replace it. Percy routinely gave all his gold to Vex to carry.