I can do it! I can do it, Apollo! I can punch them and win! We can have shark fights and people can place bets!

[ Poor Apollo. He's making this better and better and he's not even trying. Her eyes are practically sparkling at the idea of having her own aquarium and her own plastic castle. ]

Can I have glittery glow in the dark gravel? Can I have sleepovers in my tank?!

[ Money isn't the issue here Apollo, she needs a huge tank to be happy! Still, he's right, but it doesn't mean she won't think of a way to try and figure out just how this is being done. ]

Dangerous is my middle name, I--

[ She's cut off, though... and suddenly, his hand is on fire. She practically squeals and claps her hands, looking absolutely amazed. ]

THAT'S SO COOL! I want to do that too! OH! YOU CAN LIGHT MY TANK ON FIRE! How did you do that?! Do it again, please?

[ She's practically begging, because legit that's definitely one of the coolest things she's seen in a LONG time, and from Apollo no less! Her hands clasp together, and she stares up at him with big, pleading blue eyes. ]

Please, Polly? Just one more time?