He Cocked His Head To

The Moment The Door Opened, Jace Seized Up A Yellow Pencil Lying On The Desk And Threw It. It Sailed Through The Air And Struck The Wall Just Next To Luke's Head, Where It Stuck, Vibrating. Luke's Eyes Widened. Jace Smiled Faintly. "sorry, I Didn't Realize It Was You." ... Luke Indicated Simon And Clary With A Wave Of His Hand. "i Brought Some People To See You." Jace's Eyes Moved To Them. They Were As Black As If They Had Been Painted On. "unfortunately," He Said, "i Only Had The One Pencil." -jace & Luke, Pg.43-

Inanimate Objects Are Harmless Indeed, Mr. Mortmain. But One Cannot Always Say The Same Of The Men Who Use Them.

We're Not Dating," Alec Said Again. "oh?" Magnus Said. "so You're Just That Friendly With Everybody, Is That It?

Have You Heard That Modesty Is An Attractive Traits? Only To Ugly People

Is There Some Particular Reason That You're Here?" ... "not This Again." "not What Again?" Said Clary. "every Time I Annoy Him, He Retreats Into His No Mundanes Allowed Tree House." Simon Pointed At Jace.