Never, Stephen, never. My mother is trying to get Robert Lightwood to sing for the Valentine’s Day ball.
I second that motion, but my mother seems strangely opposed to the accidental murder of the youngest Morgenstern.
Oh god, don’t tell me your mother approves of Valentine as a future suitor. At least she’s not arranging your marriage.
Stephen, please don’t suggest a possible union between myself and Valentine, I might have to throw up my lunch.
Ahaha. I’m just laughing at the thought.
That would be the most miserable engagement in the history of the universe. Don’t laugh at my potential agony.
Potential agony? Jocelyn… Are you considering eloping with Mr. Morgenstern?
My soul is bleeding at the thought. Do not even go there, you started this.

Really, potential.
My soul is bleeding at the thought. Do not even go there, you started this.
Potential agony? Jocelyn… Are you considering eloping with Mr. Morgenstern?
That would be the most miserable engagement in the history of the universe. Don’t laugh at my potential agony.
Ahaha. I’m just laughing at the thought.
Stephen, please don’t suggest a possible union between myself and Valentine, I might have to throw up my lunch.
Oh god, don’t tell me your mother approves of Valentine as a future suitor. At least she’s not arranging your marriage.
Never, Stephen, never. My mother is trying to get Robert Lightwood to sing for the Valentine’s Day ball. I second that...
By the Angel, no. Do you think I enjoy entertaining for my own family, let alone others? Oh? I think you should serve...
Do not let my mother hear about that. She’ll start handing out brochures and everything. You’ll be the entertainment at...
I believe the worst part of the ones our family throws is when my mother attempts to get me to entertain by playing the...
I’d have to agree with you there. I mean, the speeches alone take up half the night and then the fairy bands are just...
Please, they are all stuffy old banquets. Every time my mother mentions one, I seem to have other plans those evenings....
She says, “I want your young friends to have fun. This isn’t going to be some stuffy old banquet, you know.” All she...
copper lettered fancy invitations in the mail, I suppose. I have mine, personally, framed.
