Jace Herondale: Don't tell me Simon's turned himself into an ocelot and you want me to do something about it before Isabelle makes him into a stole. Well, you'll have to wait till tomorrow. I'm out of commission. Look. Jammies.
Clary Fairchild: Jace, this is important.
(Jace notices Clary is holding a sketchpad)
Jace Herondale: Don't tell me you've got a drawing emergency. You need a nude model. Well, I'm not in the mood. You could ask Hodge...
Clary Fairchild: Does it hurt?
Jace Herondale: No. I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it's less of a threshold and more of a large and tastefully decorated foyer. But I do get easily bored. Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you'd get dressed up in a nurse's outfit and give me a sponge bath?
Clary Fairchild: Actually, I think you misheard. It was Simon who promised you the sponge bath.
Simon Lewis (smirks at Jace): As soon as I'm back on my feet, handsome.
Jace Herondale: I knew we should have left you a rat.
Magnus Bane: Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests.
Jace Herondale: Even if one of them spills a drink on my new shoes?
Magnus Bane: Even then. (Magnus plucks out stele from Jace's hand, surprising him) As for this, (slides the stele into Jace's jeans pocket) keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter.
Jace Herondale: Keep up, I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you.
Clary Fairchild: So don't bother.
Jace Herondale: Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you.
Clary Fairchild: Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.
Alec Lightwood: This place is full of Downworlders. You know that. I think you should try to keep the details of our investigation secret.
Izzy Lightwood: Investigation? Now we're detectives? Maybe we should all have code names.
Jace Herondale: Good idea, I shall be Baron Hotschaft Von Hugenstein.
(Alec spits out water that he's been drinking)
(There is a statue of an angel holding a cup and on the base there is an inscription: 1234 - NEPHILIM: FACILIS DESCENSUS AVERNO.)
Clary Fairchild: Is that meant to be the Mortal Cup?
Jace Herondale (nods): And that's the motto of the Nephilim, the Shadowhunters, there on the base.
Clary Fairchild: What does it mean?
Jace Herondale: It means "Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234."
Brother Jeremiah: It means... "The descent into Hell is easy."
Clary Fairchild: Nice and cheery.