Not usually, but a hurt Billie, oddly enough, is worse.

Darren: *snaps fingers and watches shadows, but sees them stop right before Zach*

Miles: *shakes head, totally ignoring Jackie* tsk, tsk, tak. Didn't your daddy ever teach you to fight like a man? A wait, yours is a bitch too. 

Darren: *eyes blacken* what the fuck would you know?!

Miles: *smirks* oh *baby talks* did I huwt your wittle feewings?

Dahlia: *chuckles* oh dear god, this is great. *looks to Hoyt* you're a sweetie.

Alex: *walks over to Garret and Randa*

Randa: twenty bucks says Miles has this in two minutes.

Alex: *thinks* make it fifty and give him three. Kind of hoping it lasts a little longer 

Billie: *looks at them over Logan* 100 bucks, minute and a half and an extra fifty if the first punch landed is to the face. 

Alex: *shakes head* I'm not doing your bets sis, I'm already in debt.

Billie: *looks at Logan and offers bottle* we should sell tickets for this shit.

Clary: *bursts in looking like a ring announcer* in the.... Siren what colors we got today?

Green and blue.

Clary: right. *ring announcer voice* in the blue corner we've got our newest addition, an angel with sarcasm issues, Miles. *motions to Miles and hears random audience she gathered cheer* and in the green corner we have the person we love to hate, a demon with a supierority complex, Darren. *crowd is silent* *looks between them* now I want a good fight, just no murder. 

Billie: *looks at Logan* she's getting pretty good at that. *whispers* and Miles would kick Darren's as just for being a Flint.