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Clary Wondered How Many Boyfriends She'd Turned Into Rats By Accident. -clary To Isabelle, Pg.245-

[magnus] Reminded Himself Of His Manners, And Bowed. "charmed," He Said. "or Whatever Effect Would Please You Best, I'm Sure.

Isabelle," She Said, Lightening Her Tone With An Obvious Effort, "your Loyalty To Your Friend Is Understandable --" "he's Not My Friend." Isabelle Looked Over At Jace, Who Was Staring At Her In A Sort Of Daze. "he's My Brother.

Malachi Scowled. "i Don't Remember The Clave Inviting You Into The Glass City, Magnus Bane." "they Didn't," Magnus Said. "your Wards Are Down." "really?" The Consul's Voice Dripped Sarcasm. "i Hadn't Noticed." Magnus Looked Concerned. "that's Terrible. Someone Should Have Told You." He Glanced At Luke. "tell Him The Wards Are Down.

Do You Ever Feel Like Screaming?' Clary Asked Him [jace]. 'some Of The Time.