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No. No. No. This is a bad idea. That drink was obviously drugged. Get out of there NOW!

Now I'm wondering if Gideon is playing Sophie. Maybe he's the spy after all.

I really like Woolsey, but I really don't trust him.

"I speak Spanish when I'm in a good mood," he said. "You might as well know that about me." // I can't. Cuteness level too high to function.

"So perhaps not an opium den precisely," said Will, "but still a den. Of vice!" he added, punctuating this last bit by stabbing his finger into the air. // Hahaha. Oh my gosh. This kid.

That hurt me, too. Poor Jem.

"There are always some men like that - just one woman for them, and only she will do, or nothing."

Gideon, though. Go for him.

Two things... 1) Why haven't Sophie & Tessa told Charlotte about what they overheard the Lightwoods discussing the other day? 2) Is the demon Will released from the Pyxis the same one that killed Jem's family?

Will: "I don't want to see [...] Benedict Lightwood & his hideous sons I'm charge of the Institute [...]" Tessa: "They're not hideous." Will: "What?" Tessa: "[...] They're really quite good-looking [...]" Will: "I spoke of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls." Tessa: "And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?" Will: "Mauve."

"So you're suggesting we take a train up to York, meet a ninety-year-old man, leap on him, & yank out his hair? I'm sure the Clave will be ecstatic."

"Lord, you're Irish," said Will. "Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce..." // Will has perfected the art of douchebaggery, hasn't he?

Will: "Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes to mind? In that case mine's 'genuphobia.' It means an unreasonable fear of knees." Jessamine: "What's the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?"

Is Brother Zachariah who I think he is?

I've been waiting for this, Stabby McStabberson. I'm guessing that knife is cursed.

Oh, Clary, if only you'd waited to have this fight until AFTER the concert.

It was implied that they were all dead after Valentine's attack.

But I thought the Silent Brothers were dead? Explain this!

Wait, no, cuz Clary saw him & didn't freak out...

Omg! Is Kyle actually Sebastian? If Kyle is Sebastian, I'm going to shit my pants.

"Lots or captions like Wish you were here, except not really." Then the descriptions of the photos. I'm dying.

I'm having trouble separating Jace from Will... Where's his sass? He seems so boring.

Why, hello, Camille.

"... It's Will who ought to be sorry." Jem's eyes darkened. "We shall throw him out onto the streets," he proclaimed. "I promise you he'll be gone by morning." // I can't even handle how hard I'm crushing on Jem right now.

Jem reached out and took it from her, with such deftness that Tessa had no time to draw her hand back. It was still open to the page she'd been studying. Jem glanced down at it, and then back up at her, his expression changing. "Did you not know this?" // He is seriously the sweetest soul.

All of these things you're imagining seem a bit too romantic to dream of doing with your brother, Tessa...

Jem: "Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires?" Will: *smiles* "They don't expect it."

"Yes," said Will. "He loved her enough to know she was better off without him."

Tessa: "A little girl robbed you." Will: "Actually, she wasn't a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress with a penchant for violence, who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel." Jem: "Easy mistake to make."

Tessa: You can't be serious. Will: You're right. I'm not. You do believe everything I say, though, don't you? Their banter. *sighs*