Seelie Queen: It's simple really; all I ask is a kiss.
Clary: You want one of us to kiss you?
Seelie Queen: The game isn't for me. It's for you, Clary. The kiss that will set them free is the kiss you most desire. I suggest you move quickly. Once the vines reach their necks, the boys will be dead...dead...dead.
Clary: Jace is wrong; this is exactly like middle school.
Simon: Clary, just kiss me so we can go home.
[She kisses him and the vines tighten]
Clary: Why are the vines still here?
Seelie Queen: Why do you think?
Clary: I did what you asked.
Simon: Clary...
Seelie Queen: You can fool yourself but not the Vitas Veritas.
[She goes to Jace]
Clary: This means nothing.
[They kiss and the vines loosen]
