"Then, why don't you start moving? It takes me a lot less than it takes you to get upstairs," he said, laughing. "Go, I'll lock up down here and bring the food up." He'd have to come down once again to let Plato out before the night was over, but that gave him the chance to bring all the food back down and clean up as well.
"You don't have to do any of that again, Cass," he added softly. "I really don't care what you're wearing." It was even less important than who Cass' parents were.
Percy smiled again. "No, I can assure that prostitutes are not teases unless you pay them for that," he said, choosing to misunderstand. "Now, start walking."