“Hey, pretty thing," he said. "What's in the bag?""Holy water," said Jace, reappearing beside her as if he'd been conjured up like a genie. A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude."Oooh, a Shadowhunter," said the vampire. "Scary." With a wink he melted back into the crowd."Vampires are such prima donnas," Magnus sighed from the doorway. "Honestly, I don't know why I have these parties.""Because of your cat," Clary reminded him.Magnus perked up. "That's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort.”

“Honestly I don't know why i have these parties""Because of your cat""That's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort”

“A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude.”

“Isabelle took out her invitation and waved it like a white flag. "I have an invitation. These"—she indicated the rest of the group with a grand wave of her arm—"are my friends."Magnus plucked the invitation out of her hand and looked at it with fastidious distaste. "I must have been drunk," he said. He threw the door open. "Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests."Jace edged into the doorway, sizing up Magnus with his eyes. "Even if one of them spills a drink on my new shoes?""Even then." Magnus's hand shot out, so fast it was barely a blur. He plucked the stele out of Jace's hand—Clary hadn't even realized he was holding it—and held it up. Jace looked faintly abashed. "As for this," Magnus said, sliding it into Jace's jeans pocket, "keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter.”

“They're still looking at him," she said to Magnus under her breath. "At Will, I mean.""Of course they are," said Magnus. His eyes reflected light like a cat's as they surveyed the room. "Look at him. The face of a bad angel and eyes like the night sky in Hell. He's very pretty, and vampires like that. I can't say I mind either." Magnus grinned. "Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination."Tessa reached up to pat Camille's pale blond curls.Magnus shrugged. "Nobody's perfect.”

“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 cant find anything. He‘s compulsive.”“Jace does like things neat,” Clary said…“Well I don’t.”

“Green-eyed monsters,” said Magnus, and grinned. He deposited Chairman Meow on the ground, and the cat moved over to Alec, and rubbed against his leg. “The Chairman likes you.”“Is that good?”“I never date anyone my cat doesn’t like,” Magnus said easily, and stood up. “So let’s say Friday night?”A great wave of relief came over Alec. “Really? You want to go out with me?”Magnus shook his head. “You have to stop playing hard to get, Alexander. It makes things difficult.” He grinned.”