That seems like stealing, doesn’t it? Simon pulled a cup toward him. He drew the lid back. Ooh. Mochaccino. He looked at Magnus. Did you pay for these? Sure, said Magnus, while Jace and Alec snickered. I make dollar bills magically appear in their cash register. Really? No. Magnus popped the lid off his own coffee. But you can pretend I did if it makes you feel better. So, first order of business is what?
Cassandra Clare