Alec: Have some perspective.
Jace: Alec, you've known me for seven years, when have I ever had perspective? Are you still mad because I broke your phone? Because you broke my wrist, so I'd say we're even.
Alec: It was sprained. Not broken. Sprained.
Simon: Now who's arguing?
Alec: Don't talk. Every time I look at you, I keep remembering coming in here and seeing you draped all over my sister.
Jace: I didn't hear about this.
Simon: Oh come on...
Jace: Simon you're blushing, and you're a vampire and almost never blush, so this better be really juicy. And weird. Were bicycles involved in some kinky way? Vacuum cleaners? Umbrellas?
Alec: Big umbrellas, or the little kind you get with drinks?
Jace: Does it matter...