Well, that wiped the smile right off Thalia's face.
"Yeah," she said sourly, and left it at that. She had no interest in talking about the fame-mongering, alcoholic waste of space that was her mother.
She turned the subject back to better things. "I'm surprised you haven't run into one of us yet. We don't really stay quiet." Especially not Thalia, who was loud and boisterous and bossy.