“I can't believe you know someone named Freaky Pete," said Simon."I know alot of people," said Luke. "Not that Freaky Pete is strictly people, but I'm hardly one to talk.”

“He's not in a very good mood," said Luke, pausing in front of a closed door. "I shut him up in Freaky Pete's office after he nearly killed half my pack with his bare hands. He wouldn't talk to me, so"—Luke shrugged—"I thought of you." He looked from Clary's baffled face to Simon's. "What?""I can't believe he came here," Clary said."I can't believe you know someone named Freaky Pete," said Simon."I know a lot of people," said Luke. "Not that Freaky Pete is strictly people, but I'm hardly one to talk.”

“You're Nephilim," he said. "The Clave owes us protection in these circumstances."..."I dont see anything you need protecting from here," said the boy. "Except some bad décor and a possible mold problem. But you can usually clear that up with bleach.""There's a dead body outside this bar's front door," said Bat, enunciating carefully. "Dont you think-""I think it's a little too late for him to need protection," said the boy, "if he's already dead."-Freaky Pete, Jace, & Bat, pg.35 & 36-”

“Clearly,' said Luke, 'something's going on that I don't know about.'Simon looked over at him. 'Sometimes I think that's the motto of my life.”

“You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.”

“Luke indicated Simon and Clary with a wave of his hand. 'I brought some people to see you.'Jace's eyes moved to them. They were as blanked as if the had been painted. 'Unfortunately, ' he said, 'I only had the one pencil.”

“I didn't know you were bringing the mundane." His blue eyes flicked uneasily over Simon."That's what I like about you people," said Simon. "You always make me feel so welcome.”