“I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.''Simon. My name is Simon.”

“You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?”

“Not my favourite topic, Smedley.""Simon," said Simon. "if I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name."........."Alright, everybody. Get over here. Sheldon's had an idea.""Who's Sheldon?" Said Isabelle.”

“Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley.""Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.”

“You're not gay, are you?"Simon's greenish color deepened. "If I were, I would dress better.”

“I guess you're coming as my date now." Simon shoved the phone into his pocket. "I'm secure enough in my masculinity to accept that," said Jordan. "We better get you something nice to wear, though," he called as Simon headed back into his room. "I want you to look pretty.”

“Yech," said Simon."Don't 'yech' me. You're the one with the magical spit.”