It Can Be... Difficult To

I Love Round Tables. They Suit Me So Much Better Than A Square.

With Their Hands Clasped Like Children In A Fairy Tale, She Fell Asleep Beside Him In The Dark.

If This Is Your Idea Of Glamour, I'm Having Second Thoughts About Letting You Make Me Over.

Somehow He Managed To Look Cool Despite The Heat. It Made Clary Want To Smack Him.

Jace: "i Guess We Better Move The Trash. We Can Start With The Dumpster," Looking Unenthusiastic. Clary: "you'd Rather Face A Ravening Horde Of Demons, Wouldn't You?" Jace: "at Least They Wouldn't Be Crawling With Maggots. Well, Not Most Of Them, Anyway. There Was This One Demon, Once, That I Tracked Down To The Sewers Under Grand Central--" Clary: "don't. I'm Not Really In The Mood Right Now." Jace: "that's Got To Be The First Time A Girl's Ever Said That To Me." Clary: "stick With Me And It Won't Be The Last.