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Look, I Asked You Here For A Reason. Much As I Hate To Admit It, Vampire, We Have Something In Common. " "totally Awesome Hair?" Simon Suggested, But His Heart Wasn't Really In It Either. Something About The Look On Jace's Face Was Making Him Increasingly Uneasy. Simon Was Caught Off Guard. "clary?" "clary, " Jace Said Again. "you Know: Short, Redheaded, Bad Temper.

I Hope You Told Him You Were Bitten By A Gay Spider.

Will Turned Around Slowly, Wiping Blood From His Face. "you're Glaring At Me," He Said To Magnus. "you Look Like Church Before He Bites Someone.

"simon,” Said A Voice At His Shoulder, And He Turned To See Izzy, Her Face A Pale Smudge Between Dark Hair And Dark Cloak, Looking At Him, Her Expression Half-angry, Half-sad. “i Guess This Is The Part Where We Say Good-bye?

I Thought You Were Dead,” She Went On. “i Saw You Fall Down, And—i Thought You Were Dead.