Isabelle: You're here! Have some of this!
Clary: Is it going to turn me into a rodent?
Isabelle: Where is the trust? I think it's strawberry juice. Anyway, it's yummy. Jace?
Jace: I am a man. And men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee
gone, woman, and bring me something brown.
Jace: Brown is a manly color. In fact, look-Alec is wearing it.
Alec: It was black. But then it faded.
Magnus: You could dress it up with a sequined headband. Just a thought.
Simon: Resist the urge, Alec. You'll look like Olivia Newton-John in Xanadu.
Magnus: There are worse things.
Clary: Do you have to be so—
Jace: Unpleasant? Only on days when my adoptive mother tosses me out of the house with instructions never to darken her door again. Usually, I'm remarkably good-natured. Try me on any day that doesn't end in y.
clary : I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire.
jace : okay, so maybe our problems aren’t like other couples.