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"well, At Least You Know It Works This Time," She Said, Getting On Behind Him. "if We Crash Into The Parking Lot Of A Key Food, I'll Kill You, You Know That?" "don't Be Ridiculous," Said Jace. "there Are No Parking Lots On The Upper East Side. Why Drive When You Can Get Your Groceries Delivered?"

Piano Keys Jangled As He Got To His Feet. "our Own Sleeping Beauty. Who Finally Kissed You Awake?" "nobody. I Woke Up On My Own." "was There Anyone With You?

Oh, Good. You're Starting To Talk About Yourself In The Third Person. That's Not A Sign Of Impending Megalomania Or Anything.

Isabelle Glanced Back At Them. "they're Staring At You. Maybe Their Master Died And They're Looking For Another Vampire To Own Them. You Could Have Pets." She Grinned. "or," Simon Said ,"maybe They're Here For The Hash Browns.

Isabelle And Jace Had Left The Topic Of Dead Shadowhunters Behind And Had Moved On To Something Jace Apparently Found Even More Horrifying__isabelle's Date With Simon. "i Can't Believe He Took You To An Actual Restaurant." Jace Was On His Feet Now, Putting Away The Floor Mats And Training Gear While Isabelle Leaned Against The Wall And Played With Her New Gloves. "i Assumed His Idea Of A Date Would Be Making You Watch Him Play World Of Warcraft With His Nerd Friends." "i," Clary Pointed Out, "am One Of His Nerd Friends, Thank You.