What Have You Done To My Cat?" Magnus Demanded... "you Drank His Blood, Didn't You? You Said You Weren't Hungry!" Simon Was Indignant. "i Did Not Drink His Blood. He's Fine!" He Poked The Chairman In The Stomach. The Cat Yawned. "second, You Asked Me If I Was Hungry When You Were Ordering Pizza, So I Said No, Because I Can't Eat Pizza. I Was Being Polite." "that Doesn't Get You The Right To Eat My Cat." "your Cat Is Fine!" Simon Reached To Pick Up The Tabby, Who Jumped Indignantly To His Feet And Stalked Off The Table. "see?" "whatever.

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What Have You Done To My Cat?"

Cassandra Clare

What Have You Done To My Cat?" Magnus Demanded... "you Drank His Blood, Didn't You? You Said You Weren't Hungry!" Simon Was Indignant. "i Did Not Drink His Blood. He's Fine!" He Poked The Chairman In The Stomach. The Cat Yawned. "second, You Asked Me If I Was Hungry When You Were Ordering Pizza, So I Said No, Because I Can't Eat Pizza. I Was Being Polite." "that Doesn't Get You The Right To Eat My Cat." "your Cat Is Fine!" Simon Reached To Pick Up The Tabby, Who Jumped Indignantly To His Feet And Stalked Off The Table. "see?" "whatever.

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Blood

Actually," Clary Said, "i Think He Stayed Because Of Me." Jace's Glaze Flicked Up To Hers With A Flash Of Gold. "because Of You? Hoping For Another Hot Date, Was He?" Clary Felt Herself Flush. "no. And Our Date Wasn't Hot. In Fact, It Wasn't Even A Date. Anyway, That's Not The Point. When He Came Into The Hall, He Kept Trying To Get Me To Go Outside With Him So We Could Talk. He Wanted Something From Me. I Just Don't Know What." "or Maybe He Just Wanted You," Jace Said. Seeing Clary's Expression, He Added, "not That Way. I Mean Maybe He Wanted To Bring You To Valentine.

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Thinking