“Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.”

“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.”

“Look, did you ask me to come all the way uptown just so you could stare at me like I was something in a petri dish? Next time I'll send you a photo.""And I'll frame it and put it on my nightstand," said Jace.”

“Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like "ducking glass mole.”

“Alec looked down at the shattered pieces in disbelief. “You BROKE my PHONE.”Jace shrugged. “Guys don’t let other guys keep calling other guys. Okay, that came out wrong. Friends don’t let friends keep calling their exes and hanging up. Seriously. You have to stop.”Alec looked furious. “So you broke my brand new phone? Thanks a lot.”Jace smiled serenely and lay back on the grass. “You’re welcome.”

“Sweet pea?'" Alec said."I was just trying it out."Alec shook his head. "No."Magnus shrugged. "I'll keep at it.”

“Hello, hello.” Magnus swept toward them..."Alec, my darling, Clary. And rat-boy." He swept a bow toward Simon, who looked annoyed. "To what do I owe the pleasure?""We came to see Jace," Clary said. "Is he all right?""I don’t know," Magnus said. "Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?""What –," Alec began, and broke off as Magnus laughed. "That’s not funny.""You’re so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can’t find anything. He’s compulsive.”