About Minerva, from AF: Lost Colony
Butler sat back in the ditch, slapping mud from his elbows.
"I thought you were one of a kind, Artemis, but that girl is a smart one."
"Yes," said Artemis, musing. "She's a regular juvenile criminal mastermind."
Belowground, in Section 8 headquarters, Foaly groaned into his microphone.
"Great," he said. "Now there are two of you."