"I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?"
"A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus."
"We're not dating," Alec said again.
"Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?"
"That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?" Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller."
"Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination."
"Vampires are such prima donnas," Magnus sighed from the doorway. "Honestly, I don't know why I have these parties."
"Because of your cat," Clary reminded him.
Magnus perked up. "That's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort."
"You could give me the past,“ he said a little sadly. “But Alec is my future."
"I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else-someone incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.
"A pair of werewolves occupied another booth. They were eating raw shanks of lamb and arguing about who would win in a fight: Dumbledore from Harry Potter books or Magnus Bane.
"Dumbledore would totally win," said the first one. "He has the badass Killing Curse."
"Nice, bah. He's gorgeous." Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. "You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things."
Okay, so yeah. I'm obsessed. But what ever, it's difficult not to be :L
