I just found this in my documents. Thought I would share.

I don't own the mortal instruments. But I do have love for the Blood God.

Clary: The Mormons came to my house again today. I was trying to be nice.

Simon: Get naked next time. They'll leave.

Clary: I'm just saying, I will respect any religion you choose to practice. Just don't knock on my door to tell me about it.

Simon: Be right back. Knocking on your door to preach to you about Valhalla and the glory of battle.

Clary: Don't do that. I won't answer the door.

Simon: I'll kick your door down.

Simon: Run into your house wearing fur and armor.

Simon: Screaming BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD.

Clary: ...I'm moving.

Simon: You think that will stop the glory of the Blood God from finding you?

Clary: Well, I was hoping it would.

Simon: No. Hell no. I will burn everything. I'm not some wimpy preacher. You will hear about my God.

Clary: I'm reconsidering this friendship.

Simon: Dishonor! Dishonor on you. Dishonor on your family. Dishonor on your cow. You have displeased the Blood God and his wrath will rain down on you and everyone you hold dear!

Clary: I hate everything.

Simon: This is only the beginning. Let the plagues begin.

Clary: Your worth to me is dick.

Simon: Valhalla doesn't care what you find worth in. Not anymore. You've rejected him one too many times, Clary Fray.

Clary: I am ashamed.

Jace: Guys, it's 3 AM here.

Jordan: That's what you get for abandoning us and moving to a later time zone. My heart still aches.

Clary: He cries at night.