“Red?" I asked. "I've decided I'm going to call you Red from now on." "All right, I'll bite - no pun intended. Why?" He snickered in a very masculine way and lowered his voice. "'Cause I like the idea of the big bad wolf visiting you and Grandma.”

“Johnny it's Persephone Alcmedi. I..." "Hey Red." That threw me. My hair's dark dark brown. "Red " "I've decided I'm going to call you Red from now on." "All right. Why " He snickered in a very masculine way and lowered his voice. "Cause I like the idea of the big bad wolf visiting you and Grandma.”

“Hand me a picnic basket and call me Red Riding Hood. After all I was about to go meet the big bad wolf. -Sophie”

“Innocent tourists? You make me sound like the big bad wolf.”“And you’re not?” I questioned.“Only if you’re Red Riding Hood,” he said flirtatiously.“Wow, that’s original.”

“After a little bit, [the wolf] heard a human voice call out from inside the house, "Little Red Riding Hood, is that you? Have you come to visit your Granny?" But since the wolf didn't speak human, he guessed what the person had said was: "Did I hear something? Is there someone out there who needs to come in, could you scratch louder?" So that's what the wolf did: he scratched louder.”

“I'll take Shadowhunter, then. Because from what I've experienced of vampires, you mostly suck. No pun intended.”