Me: Jace, is it weird that I'm feeling attached to you?
Jace: YES
Me: Okay, just wondering.
Me: JACE
Jace: WHAAT?
Me: NOTHING. I JUST LIKE SCREAMING.
Jace: SO DO I. SO THIS WORKS OUT.
Me: I HATE INSIDE VOICES.
Jace: NO KIDDING.
Me: ow. My voice box hurts now.
Jace: Mine doesn't.
Me: Because you're invincible.
Jace: You finally get it.
Me: Oh, you didn't hear the sarcastic tone?
Jace: …
Me: I should put little expressions so you know.
Jace: …
Me: Whenever I'm sarcastic, I'll put my pinkie up.
Jace: Your ideas scare me sometimes.
Me: Really? I thought it was pretty clever.
Jace: …
Me: STOP DOING THAT!
Jace: Before you, I was clever and witty and very egotistic.
Me: And now you have a low self esteem and aren't very funny anymore.
Jace: That hurt.
Me: This is progress!
Jace: how is this, in any way, progress?
Me: You aren't so egotistic that you actually have FEELINGS. It's almost like having a heart.
Jace: Soon you will get your karma.
Me: -snorts- yeah, okay. Oh, look who it is! Hey Isabelle!
Isabelle: Hey guys. Um, Jess, why is Jace giving you a very scary glare?
Me: Because he has feelings. And maybe also because I torture him relentlessly.
Jace: THAT IS NOT IT.
Isabelle: It so is.
Me: So, how's Clary?
Isabelle: I don't know actually. She might visit soon, just warning you.
Jace: Yes! Then I will be freed!
Me: Not so sure about that, mister.
Isabelle: Yeah Jace. Clary actually told me she might keep you here longer.
Jace: What if I kill Jess? Then can I leave?
Me: Like that would ever happen. –to Isabelle- He loves me. You can tell.
Isabelle: You know, I kind of see it now.
Jace: -gritting teeth- no, no you don't Isabelle. Lord, I hate you both.
Me: Isabelle, did you know that love could easily be mistaken for hate?
Isabelle: I always had a hunch about that.
Jace: You both are what make the world corrupted.
Me: Aw, really? Thanks Jacey-poo. You are so nice sometimes.
Jace: One day…
Isabelle: Okay, I'm outta here. Jace is scaring me and I don't have my whip on hand.
Me: I see, well bye Isabelle. Remember your whip next time!
-Isabelle leaves-
Jace: Aren't you forgetting something?
Me: Hm…no. I got my socks on, my phone is in my pocket, and I just had lunch.
Jace: Seriously? Those are the things on your mind?
Me: Well, DUH.
Jace: -shakes head- I was thinking more along the lines of a DISCLAIMER.
Me: Oh. Yeah. WE DON'T OWN MORTAL INSTRUMENTS except our plot.
Jace: We have a plot?
Me: We could.
Jace: It couldn't get better than what we have now.
Me: True. What we have is priceless.
Jace: I am so going to attack you one day, and dumplings won't be there to save you.
Me: You'll die in five minutes if you attack me. I know someone who knows karate.
Jace: And how does that help your situation?
Me: …
Jace: Nice.
Me: Shut up.
Jace: Ouch