She Was Afraid You'd Freak Out? Start

Jace Hated It When Other People Were Worried On His Behalf. It Made Him Feel Like Maybe There Really Was Something To Worry About.

If You Knew How To Cook, Maybe I Would Eat," Jace Muttered. Isabelle Froze, Her Spoon Poised Dangerously. "what Did You Say?" Jace Edged Toward The Fridge. "i Said I'm Going To Look For A Snack To Eat." That's What I Thought You Said." Isabelle Turned Her Attention To The Soup.

Filters Are For Cigarrettes And Coffee," Simon Muttered Under His Breath As They Went Inside. "two Things I Could Use Right Now, Incidentally.

Oh, Good. You're Starting To Talk About Yourself In The Third Person. That's Not A Sign Of Impending Megalomania Or Anything.

Jace Perched On The Windowsill And Looked Down At Him. "you Really Don't Get This Bodyguard Thing, Do You?" "i Didn't Even Think You Liked Me All That Much," Said Simon. "is This One Of Those Keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer Things?" "i Thought It Was Keep Your Friends Close So You Have Someone To Drive The Car When You Sneak Over To Your Enemy's House A Night And Throw Up In His Mailbox." "i'm Pretty Sure That's Not It