“What’s this?” 

“That’s a mango.” Simon stared at Jace. Sometimes it really was like Shadowhunters were from an alien planet.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those that wasn’t already cut up,” Jace mused. “I like mangoes.”

Simon grabbed the mango and tossed it into the cart. “Great. What else do you like?”

Jace pondered for a moment. “Tomato soup,” he said finally.

“Tomato soup? You want tomato soup and a mango for dinner?”

Jace and Simon | City of Fallen Angels © Cassandra Clare