| Summary: Leo and Piper plan to elope, cautious of the watchful eyes of the Elders. Meanwhile, the sisters encounter a young man named Chris who is cursed to spend days as a wolf while the woman he loves, Brooke, spends nights as a wolf. Can the sisters find a way to reunite Chris and Brooke and also unite Leo and Piper? |
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| Phoebe: You've known her longer. I mean, there was that whole bonding time before I was even born. Prue: Okay, she was one and I was three. What did we bond over, diapers and drooling? Prue: All right, maybe you're not getting your dream wedding, but you are getting your dream guy. Leo: We can try and pull this off tomorrow night. If we do, it's binding. They can't even break that apart. Piper: Yeah, but if They find out, They can break us apart into a thousand little pieces. Phoebe: Excuse me? Piper: I believe the term he used was "unspeakable wrath, the lengths of which you can't even imagine". Prue: Yeah, well, rules are meant to be broken. Phoebe: Bodies weren't. Piper: And neither are hearts. Cole: You better be careful or a guy might think he's being followed. Piper: You better be careful or a girl might think her sister's getting a really cheesy pickup line. Piper: The reason we write the bad words is so that we don't say the bad words. Phoebe: All right, wait a minute. I think that this looks like the place . . . sorta. Piper: That's funny. I remember it looking like the right place sorta three hours ago. Piper: I swear to God I've seen this in a movie somewhere. Brooke: Aren't you going to kiss me? Sorcerer: Brooke, I may be cheap, but I'm not easy. Sorcerer: Oh, look, it's the Girl Scouts. Set your Thin Mints down on the table and leave before you get yourselves hurt. Phoebe: Anyone got a vanquish in their pocket? Prue: You look beautiful. I know it's not exactly how you wanted it-- Piper: But it's exactly what I wanted. |