My Rapier Wit Hides My Inner Pain.

Oh, Its Big Enough,” He Said Patronizingly, “but Somehow I Was Expecting…you Know.” He Gestured With His Hands, Indicating Something Roughly The Size Of A House Cat. “it’s The Mortal Cup, Jace, Not The Mortal Toilet Bowl,” Said Isabelle. -jace & Isabelle, Pg.349-

It Wouldn't Be My Move," Jace Agreed. "first The Candy And Flowers, Then The Apology Letters, Then The Ravenous Demon Hordes. In That Order.

What Are All These?" Clary Asked. "vials Of Holy Water, Blessed Knives, Steel And Silver Blades," Jace Said, Piling The Weapons On The Floor Beside Him, "electrum Wire - Not Much Use At The Moment But It's Always Good To Have Spares - Silver Bullets, Charms Of Protetion, Crucifixes, Stars Of David-" "jesus," Said Clary "i Doubt He'd Fit." "jace." Clary Was Appalled.

Will Looked Horrified. "what Kind Of Monster Could Possibly Hate Chocolate?

Look, I Asked You Here For A Reason. Much As I Hate To Admit It, Vampire, We Have Something In Common." "totally Awesome Hair?" Simon Suggested.