One teaspoon baking powder.
One teaspoon bat guano.
-It's starting to bubble. -And stink.
Couldn't you have made that potion after breakfast?
No, I'm sorry, but Phoebe has a meeting with that DA investigator,
and I didn't want her to go there unarmed.
Morning.
-Whoa, what is that smell? -That would be the lovely smell
of Piper's breakfast.
-Hope you're hungry. -Starving.
Probably because you missed dinner last night.
Piper, I already said I was sorry I was late, okay?
It's not like I was out carousing with the boys.
I was being a force of good in the universe.
A true force of good would have called, or at least orbed.
I couldn't. Not under the circumstances.
-Which were? -Work-related.
Which means I can't talk about it. I mean, anything that happens
between me and a charge is confidential, you know that.
-Doesn't mean I have to like it. -Oh, let me see that.
You know, this "all for the good of Mankind" stuff
really puts me in an awful position.
I have no choice but to be understanding.
You just have to accept that you're engaged to somebody
-who works for the CIA. -Wait, you work for the CIA?
You know, ever since she became a blond...
Want something to eat before you meet with Reese?
Not hungry, too nervous.
All right, well, this will help you with your nerves.
Just a drop in Reese's coffee, and it will out any demon.
Reaction will cause his throat to constrict.
As he's choking, you run. Got it?
Thanks. I hadn't even considered that Reese might be evil.
Then why are you so nervous?
Because he's probing Cole's disappearance.
I'm not exactly looking forward to being grilled about my demon ex, you know?
Well, as long as you don't blurt out "I killed Cole," you'll be fine.
Why don't you practice saying "As far as I know,
Cole is alive and well and could be anywhere"? See how it feels.
Okay.
As far as I know, Cole is alive and well and could be anywhere.
Very believable.
Yeah, try not to look as guilty as you did just now,
you'll give yourself away.
I just can't wait for this investigation to be over.
It will soon, it has to. There's nothing to find.
Is there?
Of course not.
Be careful.
You can't hurt me. I can deflect your power.
All of them?
Thank God.
You know, the ability to clone myself is just
one of the powers that I've collected over my years of killing witches.
And now, I'm about to add one more.
You're too late, whitelighter. Your charge is dead.
I'll see you later.
So I've got lunch with this guy from the Chronicle
who wants to do a story on the club.
And then I've got a meeting with these dot-com start-up guys
that wanna do, like, an Internet thingy. What are you doing today?
You know, just the usual.
Care to elaborate?
-Piper. -Oh, come on.
-Just a few details, a tidbit. -It's against the rules.
Rules. Yes, see, this is my problem.
Every time I turn around, we seem to be violating
some stupid whitelighter ordinance.
We just have to be careful as long as we're under probation.
Which is never-ending.
I don't know, Leo, I don't think they're ever gonna let us get married.
They will, they have to.
Nothing is gonna keep us apart, I promise.
Natalie!
Leo, sorry to interrupt. But we've got a major problem on our hands.
Hey, I heard something. Athame! Athame!
No, no, no. It's okay, she's a whitelighter.
Natalie and I go way back. We were rookies together.
Actually, we fought together in World War ll.
All your charges need to know is I'm a whitelighter.
This is not a social call.
I've come to warn the Charmed Ones
that a warlock just killed my most powerful charge with this athame.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you. The real tragedy is that it didn't have to happen.
I warned her to lay low, and she didn't listen.
She always refused to let her magic interfere with her life.
And now a warlock has her power of deflection.
Deflection? Wait a minute, does that mean he could deflect our powers?
Yes, which is why all whitelighters have been put on alert.
We have? Why didn't I hear about this?
Because you missed this morning's staff meeting.
-You have staff meetings? -With mandatory attendance.
Unless a charge is in need, which Piper was.
-I had to heal her. -Right.
I'll assume a demon attacked your finger,
since healing is restricted to such circumstances.
I believe the Charmed Ones deserve special attention.
I've heard rumors about such special attention.
And honestly, Leo.
Whitelighter-ese?
Piper.
Well, I guess we know what they're talking about.
All right, you guys can... chitchat all you want.
I'm gonna go look in the Book of Shadows.
I'll go with you. I got a look at that warlock. I might be able to identify him.
-All right, well, it's up in the attic. -Attic?
You mean the altar room, don't you?
The rules are very clear.
Every witch must keep their Book of Shadows
-in a sacred and protected spot. -Right, of course.
Maybe you can bring the Book down here.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'll just run up to the altar room,
which, by the way, is right next to the potions lab, and I'll be right back.
Not supposed to eat on the job.
-You sure you don't want something? -No. I'm fine.
Actually, I would like a bagel, also. Thanks.
-Excuse me, miss? -Yes?
Miss, can we have another bagel?
Sure.
It's a nice place.
It's crowded. I guess that's why you picked it.
It makes me think that you're afraid of something.
-Allergies. So? So are you? -Am I what?
-Afraid. -Afraid of Cole? No.
-Why should I be? -Well, several reasons.
Not the least of which is he's a fraud.
Or a man who exists only on paper.
Wormed his way into the DA's office for reasons unknown,
who apparently has a very dark side.
We found bloodstains in his carpet.
And a hidden cabinet full of occult paraphernalia.
Are you telling me you don't know anything about this?
No. I mean, yes, I don't know about any of this.
Look, Miss Halliwell, I think you know more than you're letting on.
But you're scared. You're afraid that if I find out the truth,
you're gonna get in trouble. Am I right?
I wish I could help you. But I can't.
I'm sorry. I really am.
Listen, Cole's the kind of man who knows how to cover his tracks, okay.
Now, if he's alive and you know something, he could hurt you.
He could hurt your sisters too.
"The power of deflection is a witch's best shield
against the forces of darkness."
Unless the forces of darkness already have it,
in which case it's the great shield against us.
All right, how did he get close enough to get it from such a powerful witch?
Maybe he wasn't working alone.
Or maybe he possesses the power...
Cloning. I was just thinking the same thing.
The ability to duplicate one's self. But...
It can't be sustained for long periods of time.
That's cute, how you guys finish each other's sentences.
Happens when you work with someone for as long as we have.
I see that.
Maybe we should check the Book,
see if the warlock stole the cloning power too, okay?
All right, cross-reference "cloning" with "warlock."
Here it is. A warlock named Eames.
It seems that ten years ago he murdered a witch in Glasgow
and stole her power of cloning. Do you recognize him?
That's him.
Cloning and deflection are not his only tricks.
It says here that Eames also killed a witch in Kenya in '89
and took the power of transmogrification.
"Trans" what?
-The ability to change shape or form. -The ability to change shape or form.
-Okay. So, what's his master plan? -What makes you think he has one?
Well, the time and geography between kills suggest that he was hunting
these particular witches, right? It's not sport, it's strategy.
So all we have to do to catch him is figure out what that plan is
and then beat him to the punch.
Right, or we can try and take him out first before he even has a chance.
Leo, we should discuss the best way to approach this situation.
I mean in private, if you wouldn't mind going into another room, please?
Or how about this idea?
-Piper, what are you doing? -Getting irritated.
Who put Lady Attitude in charge?
-She's not in charge. -Really? Because she's acting like it.
I thought whitelighters were supposed to guide, not dictate.
She is just trying to help.
By what? Slowing us down and second-guessing us?
Introducing the concept of caution and organization
into the manor isn't a bad idea.
Natalie's considered one of the top whitelighters up there.
Oh, I bet they love her. She's never met a rule she didn't like.
Leo, we already have a whitelighter.
Besides, I don't really like anybody who doesn't trust us.
You've misread her. Natalie is cautious because she just lost a charge.
She's worried the same thing is gonna happen to you.
-You can't question her heart. -Okay, how about everything else?
I'll talk to her.
-Now please, would you unfreeze her? -Sure.
There you go.
-Wait a minute. What's going on? -I gotta go talk to Piper.
-Leo. -I'll be right back.
Piper froze you.
-She what? -Yep.
Hey.
You wanna freeze me in bed for your own personal pleasures, that is fine.
But freezing Natalie is not gonna make her or the elders happy.
Well, I'm sorry. But how do you think I feel listening to you two
clickety-clack about work when you don't tell me anything.
I mean, she clearly knows things about you that I don't.
-She's an old friend. -Well, obviously.
Come on, you're not jealous, are you? Because there is nothing...
Leo, I'm not jealous of her.
I am jealous of the part of your life she gets to share with you that I don't.
You know, like where you go all day, who your other charges are,
-what it's like up there. -I've taken you up there before.
Once. And I don't even get to remember it.
It's just more rules, more stupid rules that exclude me.
Unlike you and Natalie, who literally speak the same language
-with each other. -It is just boring shoptalk.
It's secrets. And if there's one thing I've learned as a Halliwell,
you don't keep secrets from the people you love.
Hi.
Am I interrupting something?
-Yes. -No.
How did your thing go with the investigator?
Oh, fine. At least he's not a demon.
Leo, can I talk to you about something?
-Soon? -Take a number.
Maybe later, okay? Why don't you go meet Natalie.
Who's Natalie?
-She's a... -Fellow whitelighter.
See? I finished your sentence.
That's not what I was gonna say.
You're wasting your time. You can't scry for warlocks.
I'm not, I'm scrying for a witch.
I'm focusing the crystal on your charge's power,
which, technically, is still alive.
Hi. You must be...
Okay. Here we go. I think I found Eames.
Industrial district south of San Francisco.
A warlock? What's going on?
We'll fill you in on the way. Piper. Leo.
Wait, you're not going after him, are you?
-Yeah, that would be the idea. -You're not prepared. You don't...
-What did you see? -A warlock, I think,
-killing a male witch. -Not if we can help it.
It's three against one, we should be able to counter his power of deflection.
But he can also clone himself.
So then it's three against two. Still, the odds are on our side.
Plus, we'll have the element of surprise.
People, we're under an alert. You can't go running off half-cocked.
-People? -You must consult the elders,
find out what they know, what they want you to do.
And how long will that take? Long enough to lose another witch's life?
Better one than four.
You wondered what Eames' ultimate goal was.
What if it's to kill the Charmed Ones?
Think of the damage he could do with all of your powers.
All right, Natalie's right. We should definitely check with the elders first.
-Do it quickly. -I'll be back as soon as possible.
So, what, we're supposed to just wait?
No. I had to say something to get rid of her.
Didn't you hear what she said? Consulting with the elders
-is for your own protection. -And siding with us is for yours.
Oh, Piper, freeze him!
He deflected it.
-What happened? Where did he go? -I think that was his clone.
Well, the real Eames must be around here someplace.
-Maybe we should get out of here. -What about the witch
in Phoebe's premonition? We can't leave him.
Afraid you were gonna say that.
-What did he look like? -I don't know. Kind of balding...
Sort of like that.
Who are you? Why did you summon me?
-That's no witch, that's a darklighter. -Leo. Leo, get out of here!
Okay, I don't understand. Why is there a darklighter here?
Oh, did I miss all the fun?
No, wait, I am the fun.
Thanks for this.
-Did you get the darklighter? -No, but Eames did.
Eames? A warlock killed a darklighter?
And took his crossbow.
That doesn't make any sense, they both play for team evil.
Yeah, what I don't get is why Eames had no interest in attacking us.
Maybe he knew he was outnumbered.
He didn't really seem overly concerned. In fact, he seemed cocky.
Good, you're still here.
Speaking of cocky.
I consulted the elders, and they want you to hold back.
They think the witch Phoebe saw might be a force of darkness.
-A darklighter, actually. -How do you know?
We went, we saw, we didn't quite conquer.
You what? Leo, how could you let this happen?
This wasn't Leo's decision, it was ours.
You'll take responsibility for a decision, but not for your lives?
That warlock could have killed you.
-He wasn't after us. -That makes you lucky, not smart.
You were reckless. As the Charmed Ones, you have an obligation
to serve the greater good. You have a higher calling.
So do we.
I think we'd better both go up this time.
Better lay low until we get back.
What's with the handholding thing?
That's the least of our problems. We have to concentrate
on finding and vanquishing Eames.
We can't count on scrying to locate him,
because it just could be his clone again.
I still think we need to decode his master plan,
and then that way we can figure him out.
I'll take Book duty.
I'll do a flow chart, see where all this is leading.
I'll help. Anything to get rid of her.
-You mean him. -Nah, I mean her.
What am I gonna do about you?
I've never seen the elders like this before.
They're worried about what Eames is up to.
Aren't you gonna change into your robes?
-The rules say... -I know the rules.
I find my jeans more comfortable.
That attitude scares me, Leo.
I wouldn't be a good friend
if I didn't tell you how concerned I am about the situation at the manor.
You haven't seen the Charmed Ones at their best.
Trust me, they're talented witches.
They're also sloppy, untrained, emotional.
And undisciplined, I know. But that's part of what makes them great.
They don't work by rote. They work on instinct, on passion.
I'm all for instinct and passion.
But they're too impulsive. They lead with their hearts, not their heads.
-And they're not the only ones. -You think I do too?
I think it's clear that you love them.
Every whitelighter loves their charges.
Not the way that you do.
Your feelings are clouding your ability to see their weaknesses.
Weaknesses? I think their record speaks for itself.
They took out Belthazor, who took out the Triad.
But Belthazor is a perfect example.
He never should have gotten that close to them.
I can't help but think that your relationship with Piper...
-Is none of your business. -Actually, Leo, it is my business.
The elders want to know whether or not
I think it's getting in the way of your job.
Leo? Leo?
That's Phoebe. The rules say a charge's call takes precedent.
Leo!
Sorry, Phoebe. I forgot that you needed to talk. What's up?
Okay. Just so I'm clear, this is confidential, right?
I mean, anything that I'm about to say to you just stays between me and you.
-Absolutely. -They don't get to know,
and they're not eavesdropping or anything right now?
Phoebe, what is it?
You need to sit.
Okay. Here it goes.
Leo...
...Cole is alive.
-What? -Cole. Belthazor.
I didn't really vanquish him. I know. I know, it's horrible.
And I've barely been able to live with Prue and Piper ever since.
-But I just couldn't tell them. -Phoebe.
I couldn't kill him, Leo. I had every intention of doing it.
But when I got there, and I was face to face with him,
I just couldn't kill him.
And I knew that my sisters were going to.
-So you faked his death? -I didn't have a choice.
Leo, I knew in my heart that he would never try and hurt us.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have let him go. You have to believe me.
All I knew is that I loved Cole.
And if anyone understands forbidden love, it's you, isn't it?
My God, Phoebe, it's not even close to being the same thing. He is a demon.
-He's half human. -For God's sakes, he's a killer!
He has killed witches and innocents
and anything else that has gotten in his way.
What makes you think that he is not gonna come back here right now
-and try and kill all three of you? -He won't. I know he's good.
No, you hope that he's good. You want him to be good.
Why did you even tell me this?
I don't know, Leo.
I was sort of counting on you for your guidance and support.
Well, it's my guidance and support that got you into this mess.
I don't even know how to begin to fix this.
Leo?
Leo? What's the matter?
I don't know. Feels like a witch is being hurt. I can feel her pain.
-Is it one of your charges? -No.
What happened?
She needs help.
Of course, I could have killed you. But it's not your powers I'm after.
I've set my sights a little higher.
I'm looking for a few good whitelighters.
Well, actually, just one.
That's all I'm missing now.
And yours will do just fine.
Why isn't her whitelighter helping her?
I don't know, but I have to go to her.
No, Leo, wait.
I just realized. How could we have missed it?
The only reason Eames would have killed a darklighter
is so that he could use the crossbow to kill a whitelighter.
She's right, Leo, it's a trap.
I don't understand. Why would he want to kill a whitelighter?
To gain the power to orb up there. The only way in.
Once there, he'd be able to decimate all whitelighters.
And that would leave all their charges unprotected.
He would be able to wipe out all witches everywhere, including us.
Sounds like a master plan to me.
The elders have instituted a lockdown and recalled whitelighters from Earth.
Leo and I are the only ones who have retained the power to orb,
-so we can help you stop Eames. -Must be why I feel her pain.
-Oh, if you could only feel it. -I feel it.
But I won't be ruled by it.
A whitelighter who is controlled by his emotions is useless.
The greater good must come first.
Well, this is boring.
What kind of lame whitelighter do you have?
They must be on to you now.
I think you're right.
Which means what?
They'll send witches to try and stop me.
Well, if witches come, can whitelighters be far behind?
After ten years of chasing a dream, the dream starts chasing me.
Of course, you know, there is a downside.
I no longer have any use for you.
What? Leo. What is it?
He killed her.
What does your rulebook say to do now?
I can't believe Natalie just let her die like that.
We should've done something.
-Like what? -I don't know, something.
We need to find a way to stop Eames before he kills again.
We should be working on a vanquishing spell.
It's gonna be a tricky spell, though. We have to counteract a lot of powers.
Plus, we need to do it fast,
because I don't like my boyfriend being one of the only two targets on Earth.
We'd like to speak to Leo in private.
So if you wouldn't mind going into another room.
If it's work-related, you can discuss it with me.
What do you mean?
Leo?
I asked Natalie to take over as your whitelighter. And she accepted.
What are you talking about?
Piper, nothing is more important to me than your safety.
And my being here is putting all of your lives at risk.
Leo, you have done nothing but protect us.
You saw what happened upstairs.
I would have rushed off to help that witch if you hadn't stopped me.
Now, I am supposed to be guiding you, and you are guiding me.
-Leo, we all make mistakes. -We can't afford to make them now.
Leo, if this is because of me...
It isn't, Phoebe.
It's because of me.
And maybe Natalie's right.
Maybe my feelings for you
are clouding my ability to guide you, I don't know.
But all I do know is that this is no time for self-doubt,
not with Eames out there.
Piper.
They want me to join in the lockdown.
Until I return, I want you to do as Natalie asks. It's important for us.
I suggest you channel your anger toward the warlock
you're meant to vanquish.
-Now, first... -Okay, can we just
have a moment to process this, please?
No, it's time you stopped focusing on yourselves
and started focusing on Eames.
You must prepare yourselves for battle, mentally, physically, sartorially.
-I'm sorry, what? -She doesn't like our clothes.
You need outfits that are loose and move.
That means no more bra-less, strapless...
...fearless attire.
Okay, but then I have nothing to wear.
Okay, tell me again why we're doing this.
Because one bad word from General Goody Two-Shoes,
and I'm not getting married.
-That's a good reason, I guess. -All right.
Let's get going.
Defeating Eames will require split-second timing...
...and flawless teamwork.
I can't tell you what you'll be doing, but I can tell you what you won't.
You won't be winging it. You won't be hoping for the best.
The will to win is the will to prepare to win, do you understand me?
I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that last platitude.
You think you're so tough because you took out Belthazor, don't you?
Let me tell you something. You're only as good as your next vanquish.
This alley is a neutral battlefield.
Our challenge is to fight Eames.
-Our primary goal is...? -To win!
-No. -No.
To get the crossbow.
A darklighter's crossbow delivers arrows
dipped in a poison that is lethal to whitelighters.
Get the crossbow, and the immediate threat is over.
If you have the opportunity to vanquish Eames, by all means, seize it.
But keep your eyes on the prize.
All right, now let's pretend I'm the enemy.
Oh, that is way too easy.
Very funny.
Now talk me through how you plan to separate me from my crossbow.
-Okay, first I freeze you. -I deflect that.
-I guess I could levitate and kick you. -You just kicked a clone.
All right, how about if I send an astral Prue as a decoy
and then, just, you know... Oh, I'm so sorry.
Not as sorry as you would be,
if I just blinked behind you and stabbed you to death.
Well, that would be bad.
You know what, this is too hard.
Usually in these situations, you know, everything happens so quickly.
The adrenaline is pumping.
I want you to think using your brains, not your glands.
Now try again.
Hey, if we don't vanquish Eames, can we at least vanquish Natalie?
Don't tempt me.
All right, I've got the cloning portion of the vanquishing spell done.
I'm almost there with the transmogrification.
Mine came out a little country-Western.
"I am rejecting your deflection."
Well, it works for me, but you have to get it past you-know-who.
You know, Leo never had to approve our spells. He trusted us.
Yeah, but she said that she needs to hear it.
You know what, what she needs, none of us can give her. Right?
Right, still, but personal feelings aside, you kind of have to admire her
professionally, you know. She's very dedicated.
Yeah, but she's not Leo.
How's that spell coming along?
-Great, all done. -Good.
Here you go.
Okay. Let's nail this warlock.
All right, I'll start scrying for his location.
No need, I've been working on a new plan.
One that will allow us to fight on our turf, not his.
-Make him come to us? How? -What he wants is what you've got.
-You're gonna use yourself as bait. -If I orb in somewhere unprotected,
Eames should be able to track me with his darklighter powers.
With the three of you in position, as soon as Eames shows up, I orb out.
The advantage is all ours.
No, we can't let you do that, it's too dangerous.
-I appreciate your concern. -My concern is not for you.
At least not just for you. My concern is, if you fail...
I won't fail, I've gone over every permutation.
So long as we follow the rules, we'll succeed.
Now.
-Clone. -All right, be ready with the spell.
He could be anywhere. Get the crossbow.
Wait. Where is he? Why isn't he fighting back?
Maybe because we got the crossbow.
No, something doesn't feel right. This was way too easy.
Or even worse, anticlimactic.
Well, who cares? We got the crossbow, let's go.
-Did you get it? -We got it.
Yeah, but we didn't get Eames.
That's all right. He wasn't our primary goal. You've done well.
I don't know. I think he gave up too easily.
Maybe you were just prepared, and he wasn't.
It was our setting, our timing, our plan to execute.
Yeah, but we didn't get a chance to execute it.
We got what we wanted, and no one got hurt.
This is what happens when whitelighters
and witches work hard together.
And thanks to you, they'll get a chance to do a lot more of it.
I'll bring this up there.
Does that mean Leo gets to come back?
That's not my call. I'll see you later.
So Eames didn't fight at all?
Not at all. I flung, he fled.
-Did you wait for him? Look for him? -No, we were playing by the rules.
And we grabbed the crossbow just like you said.
The crossbow.
She was right. Way too easy.
No!
We followed the stupid rules, and look what happened.
I hate rules.
I knew something was wrong. Why didn't I trust my instincts?
Well, none of us did. But I am going to now. Leo!
-Leo! -Leo!
Okay, look. We... We did everything she asked, I swear.
I know, I was watching. I wasn't supposed to, but, enough said.
We're through playing by the rules, you know.
All right, now we need to stop Eames.
I know from experience darklighter poison doesn't kill immediately.
So there's still a window of opportunity.
Great, so we need a plan. What are our options?
There's only one. Breaks the rules big time.
You mean...?
-And we...? -Yep.
-And that will...? -I hope.
You'd think dying would be easier the second time around.
But it sure doesn't look like it.
It's useless to fight the poison.
Don't you know, death's just the beginning?
In this case, of a lot more death.
How's it feel to know that you will be responsible
for the end of whitelighters and witches alike?
The end of good.
Do I hear someone coming?
No.
But I hear someone going.
-What the hell are you doing up here? -Kicking your ass.
Don't even bother trying to orb out, it won't work.
You see, you didn't just get the powers of a whitelighter,
but you got their vulnerability too.
So the poison in that arrow is killing you just like you killed Natalie.
It's kind of poetic.
I'm kind of in a rhyming mood, how about you girls?
Sure, this poison isn't working fast enough for me.
Time for amends And a victim's revenge
- Cloning power, turn sour - Power to change, turn to strange
I'm rejecting your deflection
-Wow, it worked. -Nothing anticlimactic about that.
Here comes one.
Made your whitelighter proud.
-Thanks, but we were just winging it. -Well, whatever you did, it worked.
Well, not as well as we would have liked.
-I'm sorry we couldn't save Natalie. -I know, me too.
But she died for the greater good.
I know she would have made that choice herself.
Although I don't think she would've been too keen on us orbing up here.
Which is why we gotta get out of here before we all get in trouble.
Okay, wait a second. No five-cent tour, no meet the elders?
-We're going. -Leo.
It doesn't matter. It's not like we get to remember it anyway.
You will this time.
So I just checked the messages at home.
And Reese called, said he needs to talk to you about the case.
Really? Did he say it was urgent?
Well, what could be urgent about the case?
Nothing. Actually, I can't think of anything that would be urgent.
I can. I urgently want Leo to walk into this bar.
He's been up there a really long time, and I'm starting to get worried.
I don't understand how they can be mad at him after we saved their butts.
Well, he broke some pretty big rules while doing it.
Yeah, well, if they hold that against him,
I'm crossing over to the other side.
-Ditto. -Yeah, ditto.
I gotta get back to work.
All right, so, what's in that head of yours?
Nothing.
-You know that. -Don't joke.
Phoebe, if you wanna talk about it, I'm here.
I just wanna help.
I...
I was just worried about Leo too, you know?
I'll go get Piper.
-Hey. -Hi.
-How you doing? -Oh, I'm great.
Actually, I'm lying. I'm awful.
I am so sorry that I am such a screw-up.
Hey, hey, I'm the one who should be apologizing. I let you down.
I should have been watching more carefully. It won't happen again, okay?
Hey, hey, hey. What took so long? What happened?
-I have some news. -Okay.
Well, obviously they found out that you'd been up there.
So they decided to review the facts of the Natalie situation.
And they unanimously decided to lift probation.
-What? -Piper, we're officially engaged.
-Oh, that's so great! -That's great.
Okay.