“And therefor," said Magnus "We must go." Will blinked at him. "Go where?""Don't worry about that right now, my love."Will blinked again. "Pardon?”

“We need to talk,” she said. “All of us. About what we‘re going to do now.”“I was going to watch Project Runway,” said Jace. “Its on next.”“No you‘re not,” said Magnus. He snapped his fingers and the TV went off, releasing a small puff of smoke as the picture died. “You need to deal with this.”“Suddenly you‘re interested in solving my problems?”“I‘m interested in getting my apartment back. I‘m tired of you cleaning all the time.” Magnus snapped his fingers again menacingly. “Get up.”“Or you‘ll be the next one to go up in smoke,” said Simon with relish.“There’s no need to clarify my snap,” said Magnus. “The implication was clear in the snap itself.”

“Lovely,wonderful Isabelle.Could you please go away?Now is a really bad time."Isabelle looked from Magnus to her brother,and back again."Then,you dont want me to tell you that Camille's just escaped from the Sanctuary and my mother is demanding that you come back to the Institute right now to help them find her?""No,"Magnus said."I dont want you to tell me that""Well,to bad"Isabelle said"Because it's true .I mean,I guess you dont have to go,but-”

“Magnus looked at her meditatively. 'I think,' he said, 'there isn't much that Jace wouldn't do for you, if you asked him.'Clary opened her mouth and then shut it again. She thought of the way Magnus had always seemed to know how Alec felt about Jace, how Simon felt about her. Her feelings for Jace must be written on her face even now, and Magnus was an expert reader. She glanced away.”

“Magnus snapped his fingers again, menacingly. "Get up.""Or you'll be the next one to go up in smoke," said Simon with relish."There's no need to clarify my finger snap. The implication was clear in the snap itself.”

“Now this is really going to impress Valentine.""I don't know," Clary said. "Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-crawling powers; we get the Aquatruck.""If you don't like it, Nephilim," came Magnus's voice, faintly, from the truck cab, "you're welcome to see if you can walk on the water.”

“I don't care who her mother is," Magnus said. "You can't see me with out an appointment. Come back later. Next March would be good,""March?" Sebastian looked horrified."You're right," Magnus said, "Too rainy. How about June?”