Endless Hope, Endless Disappointment.

Before Simon Could Answer, He Heard The Sound Of The Front Door Opening. He Looked Daggers At Jace. "that's My Roommate. Kyle. Be Nice." Jace Smiled Charmingly. "i'm Always Nice.

Aren't You, Uh..." Clary Searched For The Right Word. "reproducing?

What Are You?" "im A Shadowhunter.

He Tried To Learn Seductive Phrases In All Languages, But The Only Swedish He Had Ever Really Needed Was, "do You Serve Anything Aside From Pickled Fish?" And "if You Wrap Me In Furs, I Can Pretend To Be Your Little Fuzzy Bear.

Maybe He's Lonely. Sebastian Can't Be The Greatest Company." "we Don't Know That. He Could Be Absolutely Fantastic At Scrabble," Said Magnus.