Jocelyn Fray: Jesus!
Simon Lewis: No, just me.
Clary Fray: Isn't this the part where you start tearing off pieces of your shirt to bind my wounds?
Jace Wayland: If you wanted me to take off my clothes all you had to do was ask.
Clary Fray: You play that piano as if you've lost your only love.
Jace Wayland: Unfortunately, my one true love remains myself.
Clary Fray: Well, at least you don't have to worry about rejection.
Jace Wayland: Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting
Jace Wayland: Next time, it might be a nice idea to mention that you already have a man in your bed, so we can avoid such uncomfortable situations.
Simon Lewis: You invited him to bed?
Jace Wayland: I know, it's ridiculous, isn't it? We would never have all fit.
Clary Fray: I didn't invite him into bed. We were just kissing.
Jace Wayland: How swiftly you dismiss our love.
Luke: I'm a werewolf, not a Golden Retriever.
