“From the hood of his car, he hefted a large green insulated pack—the kind Fadlan’s Falafel used for deliveries. “This is for you, Magnus. I hope you enjoy.” The scent of fresh falafel wafted out. True, I’d eaten falafel just a few hours ago, but my stomach growled because...well, more falafel. “Man, you’re the best.” FoodRick RiordanMagnus ChaseAmirShip Of The DeadFalafel Book:The Ship of the Dead Source: The Ship of the Dead