Green-eyed monsters,โ said Magnus, and grinned. He deposited Chairman Meow on the ground, and the cat moved over to Alec, and rubbed against his leg. โThe Chairman likes you.โ โIs that good?โ โI never date anyone my cat doesnโt like,โ Magnus said easily, and stood up. โSo letโs say Friday night?โ A great wave of relief came over Alec. โReally? You want to go out with me?โ Magnus shook his head. โYou have to stop playing hard to get, Alexander. It makes things difficult.โ He grinned.
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Cassandra ClareWell, thanks. It was nice of you to give me anything." The tension between them seemed to press down on her like humid air. "Better than a bath in spaghetti any day." He said darkly, "If you share that little bit of personal information with anyone, I may have to kill you." "Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside the dryer with the clothes," Clary said. "The difference is, she didn't let me." "Probably because going around and around inside a dryer can be fatal," Jace pointed out, "whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.
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