“Mitch waved his hand in front of his nose. “Christ almighty! What is that funk on you?” Gwen smirked. “Eau de Grizzly.”

“Gwen stopped putting her money in the bag. "You're giving your father a picture of a door for his birthday?" And she'd thought Mitch marking up pages in her copy of Vogue and telling her, "This is what I'd get you for your birthday if I had money" had been cheap.”

“The husband got in front of his wife but Gwen never understood the whole waiting-for-a-guy-to-protect-you thing. She was a runner and hopefully the guy could keep up.”

“Shasta was dreadfully frightened. But it suddenly came into his head, "If you funk this, you'll funk every battle all your life. Now or never.”

“And quit baring your fangs at me. It's making me nervous.""Good," Simon said. "if you want to know why, it's because you smell like blood.""It's my cologne. Eau de Recent Injury." Jace raised his left hand.”

“Good,” Simon said. “If you want to know why, it’s because you smell like blood.” “It’s my cologne. Eau de Recent Injury.” Jace raised his left hand. It was a glove of white bandages, stained across the knuckles where blood had seeped through.”