I dunno, I always feel a little weird when he's around. I usually make him go to sleep or go outside the room. [and then, to spyder: ] Hey, Spyder! Go around the house, okay?

[ he beeps twice and slowly scrambles out the door, at which point clary is free to close it. ]

Now. ... Wanna sit on the bed?

[ he's going to sit on the bed. he can do this. he can be smooth. true fact: he's only smooth when he's not actually trying to be. the harder he tries, the dumber it ends up being. truly the curse of being so beautiful. ]