Chrysa

“Anyway that other thing we almost did in Paris-that's probably off the table for a while.Unless you want that whole baby-I'm-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“I don't know who Azazel is," he said. "Isn't he the cat from The Smurfs?" He cast about , but Isabelle just looked up and rolled her eyes at him.
"Clary?" he thought
Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. "What is it? What happened? Did my mom find out I'm gone?"
"Not yet," he thought back. "Is Azazel the cat from The Smurfs?" There was a long pause. "That's Azrael, Simon. And no more using the magic rings for Smurf questions.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“Erchomai, it said.
I am coming.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“you know this means that what we did-what we almost did in Paris-"
"Going to the Eiffel Tower?”
― Cassandra Clare