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So You Really Cant Think Of Anyone Else Who Might Want To Kill You?"asked Jace. "unlike In Your Case There Arent Actually All That Many People Who Dislike Me."said Simon.

So You're Not Going To Speak Tonight," Tessa Said. "at All." "not Unless You Instruct Me To," Said Will. "this Evening Sounds As If It Might Be Better Than I Thought.

All Right. Are You Going To Come Back? Do You Want Any Soup?" "no," Said Jace. "do You Think Hodge Will Want Any Soup?" "no One Wants Any Soup." "i Want Some Soup," Simon Said. "no, You Don't," Said Jace. "you Just Want To Sleep With Isabelle." Simon Was Appalled. "that Is Not True." "how Flattering," Isabelle Murmured Into The Soup, But She Was Smirking. "oh, Yes It Is," Said Jace. "go Ahead And Ask Her—then She Can Turn You Down And The Rest Of Us Can Get On With Our Lives While You Fester In Miserable Humiliation." He Snapped His Fingers. "hurry Up, Mundie Boy, We've Got Work To Do.

Hey," Said Jace. Who Was Sitting On An Overturned Speaker, Looking At His Cellphone, "do You Want To See A Photo Of Alec And Magnus In Berlin?" "not Really," Said Simon. "magnus Is Wearing Lederhosen." "and Yet, Still No.

A Shadowhunter I Believe You Know Send For Me—tatiana Blackthorn? The Lady Used To Be A Lightwood, Did She Not?" Magnus Turned To Will. "and Your Sister Cecily Married Her Brother. Gilbert. Gaston. I Have A Shocking Memory For Lightwoods." "i Begged Cecily Not To Throw Herself Away On A Lightworm," Will Muttered.