Rule number one of anime," Simon said. He sat propped up against a pile of pillows at the foot of his bed, a bag of potato chips in one hand and the TV remote in the other. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said I BLOGGED YOUR MOM and a pair of jeans that were ripped in one knee. "Never screw with a blind monk.

Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.

The destruction of all Shadowhunters' said Scott. 'I rather thought you knew that. It isn't a gardening club.

How are you feeling?" "Like someone massaged me with a cheese grater." -Clary & Simon, pg.297-

Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. "You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.

Clary screamed out loud as he fell like a stone- And landed lightly on his feet just in front of her. Clary stared with her mouth open as he rose up out of a shallow crouch and grinned at her. "If I made a joke about just dropping in," he said, "would you write me off as a cliché?

Flirting? We were merely indulging in a little risqué conversation," Magnus said, offended. "When I begin to flirt, I assure you the entire room will know. My flirtations cause sensations.