“Clary felt suddenly annoyed. "When the self-congratulatory part of the evening is over, maybe we could get back to saving my best friend from being exsanguinated to death?""Exsanguinated," said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word.""And you're a big-""Tsk tsk," he interupted. "No swearing in church.”

“Exsanguinated," said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word.""And you're a big-""Tsk tsk," he interrupted. "No swearing in church.”

“Actually," Clary said, "I think he stayed because of me."Jace's glaze flicked up to hers with a flash of gold. "Because of you? Hoping for another hot date, was he?"Clary felt herself flush. "No. And our date wasn't hot. In fact, it wasn't even a date. Anyway, that's not the point. When he came into the Hall, he kept trying to get me to go outside with him so we could talk. He wanted something from me. I just don't know what.""Or maybe he just wanted you," Jace said. Seeing Clary's expression, he added, "Not that way. I mean maybe he wanted to bring you to Valentine.”

“You know when most girls say they want a big rock, they dont mean, you know, literally a big rock."-Clary to Jace, pg.313-”

“Well, you're lucky, that's all. Even if he is a vamp now. You must be pretty used to all sorts of weird stuff, being a Shadowhunter, so I bet it doesn't faze you."It fazes me," Clary said, more sharply then she'd intended. "I'm not Jace."The smirk widened. " No one is. And I get the feeling he knows it."Whats that supposed to mean?""Oh, you know. Jace reminds me of an old boyfriend. Some guys look at you like they want sex. Jace looks at you like you've already had sex, it was great, and now you're just friends- even though you want more. Drives girls crazy. You know what i mean?Yes, Clary thought. "No." she said.”

“Is there some particular reason that you're here?" ..."Not this again.""Not what again?" said Clary."Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house." Simon pointed at Jace.”

“The vampires start to close in. "shouldn't we stand back to back or something?" Clary said."What? Why?""I don't know. In movies that's what they do in this kind of...situation."Jace laughs, "You, you are the most-"The most what?" Clary demands indignantly.Jace: Nothing. This isn't a situation okay? I save that word for when things get really bad.""Really bad? This isn't really bad? What do you want, a nuclear-" The windows exploded inward in a shower of broken glass. Through the shattered windows came dozens of sleek shapes, four footed and low to the ground, their coats scattering moonlight and broken bits of glass.Wolves."Now, this," said Jace, "is a situation”