“I told you to bring me to Alec! Backstabbing Judas.”

“JACE WAYLAND," she said. "Explain yourself."Jace was glaring at the cat. "I told you to bring me to Alec! Backstabing Judas."Church rolled onto his back, purring contentedly.”

“Jace?" She offered him the glass. "I am a man," he told her. "And men do not consume pink beverages. Get the gone, woman and bring me something brown.""Brown?" Isabelle made a face. "Brown is a manly colour," said Jace and yanked on a stray lock of Isabelle's hair with his free hand. "In fact, look-Alec is wearing it."Alec looked mournfully down at his sweater. "It was black," he said. "But then it faded.""You could dress it up with a sequined headband," Magnus suggested.”

“What do you need the phone for, Alec?” “We just need it,” Alec said impatiently. “Izzy-”“If you‘re texting Magnus to say ‘I think ur kewl,’ I‘m going to kill you.”“Who‘s Magnus?” Max inquired.“He‘s a warlock,” said Alec.“A sexy, sexy warlock,” Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec’s look of total fury.”

“I'm all right,' Jace protested, but his hand gripped Alec's sleeve tightly. 'I can stand.' It looks to me like you're using a wall to prop you up. That's not my definition of "standing."'It's leaning,' Jace told him. 'Leaning comes right before standing.”

“Alec's trying to get Magnus to take him seriously, but he's never told our parents about Magnus, or even that he likes, you know -" "Warlocks ?" Simon said.”

“The descent into hell is easy." said Alec. "You just said kiss the cook" "Dammit" said Simon. "I knew Jace was screwing with me”