| Summary: On Valentine's Day, Phoebe's classmates read a spell out of a commercial love spell book with one change: Phoebe's edit to the spell to make it really work. The animals needed in the spell turn into men, but they decide that they like the human state much better than their animal state and will do anything to stay that way. |
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| Phoebe: Hey, there's a party tomorrow night. You should come. Ethan: Why? Phoebe: Because I'll be there. Piper: What's wrong with this picture? Prue: Okay, is that rhetorical or do I actually have to open my eyes to look at something? Piper: Well, it's a weekday and Phoebe Halliwell is already at campus, while Prue Halliwell, master of the morning meetings, sultan of scheduling and queen of-- Prue: Cut it. Phoebe: That house is only big enough for one homebound Halliwell. Prue: Oh, we so have to cancel your Martha Stewart subscription. Piper: When I start making flower boxes out of milk cartons, then you can shoot me. Piper: What happened to doing nothing? Prue: I'm finished. Piper: You can't finish doing nothing. Prue: So then how do you know when you're done? Piper: Why don�t they make a card that says, "You used to be my Whitelighter and now your wings are clipped and you�re sleeping in my club"? Phoebe: Or how about, "You snooze, you lose and now I�m getting naked with the neighbor"? Prue: Oh, higher education. Maybe I need to come back to college to study something. Piper: Why do we seem to have a habit of gathering our men at the scene of the supernatural smack down? Phoebe: It's part of our charm. Prue: Okay, how are we doing on that spell? Phoebe: You know, you keep throwing this 'we' word around and I don't see you doing anything. Piper: I don't have a permit for this kind of party. Prue: Why do I have to carry the poisonous snake? Piper: Because you're the oldest. Prue: So? Piper: So you've lived a full life. Prue: Wait, you think that's the car over there? Piper: What, you want me to ask him? Prue: You know what? You're a smart ass! Leo: Piper, when we first met you thought I was just a handyman. Well, I'm just a handyman again, the same guy you fell in love with, the same guy who fell in love with you. For who you are, not who I think you are. Remember that and know that I'm not giving up. |