And so what? I just killed a demon in my own house, and you're going to be a dickhead about it because I'm not some spoiled-rotten rich brat like you and your sister?" Alec looked astonished. "What did you call me?

You behave as if everything is funny to you, but you never laugh. Sometimes you smile when you think no one is paying attention.

He saved your life,” Clary pointed out. “Details,” said Simon dismissively.

If I made a joke about just dropping by, would you write me off as cliché?

I think I may be in love with you, Sophie," said Will. "Marriage could be in the cards.

I need to know you believe me when I say I love you. That is all." "I believe everything you say," Tessa said with a smile, her hands creeping doen from his waist to his weapons belt. Her fingers closed on the hilt of the dagger, and she yanked it from the belt, smiling as he looked down at her in surprise. "After all," she said, "you weren't lying about the tattoo of the dragon of Wales, were you?

Lord, you're Irish," said Will. "Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce.