“Caxton crawled into the back while Arkeley took the front passenger seat. His fused vertebrae trumped her sprained ribs, he announced.”

“Say again, over,” he announced. “I was saying that I’m going from here on foot,” Arkeley told them. “You can follow however you choose but this place was never meant for a military parade.” “He’s making fun of your truck,” Caxton told Captain Suzie.”

“A failure is always in the passenger seat in his or her life.”

“Lying on the front passenger seat, as if it didn't matter, was Rose's Diary.It Mattered.”

“[Jack] checked his watch, then returned to studying her back. damn if she didn't have a nice back, too - smooth, unblemished skin, nicely shaped vertebrae-He pulled himself up short. Nicely shaped vertebrae? Was he going insane?”

“Shotgun!" announced Clary as Jace came back around the side of the van.Alec grabbed for his bow, strapped across his back. "Where?""She means she wants the front seat," said Jace, pushing wet hair out of his eyes.”