Will Had Shrugged Once, Helplessly. He Had

She'd Rather Hoped For Something Simple, Like A Lined Piece Of Notebook Paper With My Evil Plan Written Across The Top, But No Luck.

If I Had Not Been A Shadowhunter, I Would Have Had A Future On The Stage. I Have No Doubt I Would Have Been Greeted With Acclaim.

Or Maybe It's Just That Beautiful Things Are So Easily Broken By The World.

I Want You To Say Dreadfully Mad, Funny Things And Make Up Songs And Be--' The Will I Fell In Love With, She Almost Said. "and Be Will," She Finished Instead. "or I Shall Hit You With My Umbrella." *** "you Would Make A Very Ugly Woman." "i Would Not. I Would Be Stunning." Tessa Laughed. “there,” She Said. “there Is Will. Isn’t That Better? Don’t You Think So?” “i Don’t Know,” Will Said, Eyeing Her. “i’m Afraid To Answer That. I’ve Heard That When I Speak, It Makes American Women Wish To Strike Me With Umbrellas.

Look, Did You Ask Me To Come All The Way Uptown Just So You Could Stare At Me Like I Was Something In A Petri Dish? Next Time I'll Send You A Photo." "and I'll Frame It And Put It On My Nightstand," Said Jace.