Investigation?" Isabelle Laughed. "now We're Detectives? Maybe

Must You Go? I Was Rather Hoping You'd Stay And Be A Ministering Angel, But If You Must Go, You Must." "i'll Stay," Will Said A Bit Crossly, And Threw Himself Down In The Armchair Tessa Had Just Vacated. "i Can Minister Angelically." "none Too Convincingly. And You're Not As Pretty To Look At As Tessa Is," Jem Said, Closing His Eyes As He Leaned Back Against The Pillow. "how Rude. Many Who Have Gazed Upon Me Have Compared The Experience To Gazing At The Radiance Of The Sun." Jem Still Had His Eyes Closed. "if They Mean It Gives You A Headache, They Aren't Wrong.

I Am A Man" He Told Her, "and Men Do Not Consume Pink Beverages. Get Thee Gone Woman, And Bring Me Something Brown.

What Was That?" Jace Said. "sorry, I Think I Fell Asleep For A Moment. Do, Continue With Whatever Mesmerizing Thing You Were Saying.

Our Souls Are Knit. We Are One Person, James.

You Know, Some People Think Shadowhunters Are Just Myths. Like Mummies And Genies." Kyle Grinned At Jace. "can You Grant Wishes?" "that Depends," He Said. "do You Wish To Be Punched In The Face?