If I’d Just Listened—just Taken One Second

[magnus] Was Wearing Canary-yellow Pajamas, And On His Feet Were Green Slippers With Alien Faces, Complete With Sproingy Atennae.

It Was Eric's Voice Not Simon's, On The Recorded Message. “ladies, Ladies ” He Said. Though It Was The Millionth Time She’d Heard The Recording, Clary Couldn't Help Rolling Her Eyes. “if You've Reached This Message That Means Our Boy Simon Is Out Partying. But Please Don’t Fight Among Yourselves. There’s Always Enough Simon To Go Around.” There Was A Muffled Yell, Some Laughter, And Then The Long Sound Of The Beep.

I Can't Believe He Took You To An Actual Resteraunt. I Assumed His Idea Od A Date Would Be Making You Watch Him Play World Of Warcraft With His Nerd Friends.

I've Never Asked Him But I'm Sure He Has A Fairly Stringent Policy About Random Teenagers Lurking In His Strubbery

One Does Not Greet The Queen Of The Seelie Court With The Barbarous Human 'hello'.