Cleverness That Comes Too Late Is Hardly

He Grabbed For The Coatrack That Stood By The Door, Ripped The Coats Off It, And Flung The Door Wide, The Rack Held Above His Head Like A Javelin. On The Other Side Of The Door Was Jace. He Blinked. "is That A Coatrack?

One More Thing," Jace Said. "is There A Holy Place Around Here?" “good Idea. If You're Going To Take On A Lair Of Vampires By Yourself, You'd Better Pray First.

Hotter Than Me? --jace

Kyle Is A Werewolf?"asked Simon "of Course He's A Werewolf,you Moron"said Jace

Our Souls Are Knit. We Are One Person, James.