The Coven, Monday
Sam was back at work today, and if the speed with which the restaurant had been put back to rights was in any way remarkable . . . well, he had a pretty good idea which spell Piper had used. Gods knew he'd seen Phoebe and her sisters use that one plenty of times. Useful thing, that Object of Objection spell.
He was humming something that sounded suspiciously like ABBA to himself not at all like his player, rly rly rly as he headed into the back to let the kitchen staff know that he needed to leave early today, so he and Cole could get some work done on the house.
Today's special was some kind of herb-crusted roast stuck with whole garlic cloves, and it smelled fantastic.
He was humming something that sounded suspiciously like ABBA to himself not at all like his player, rly rly rly as he headed into the back to let the kitchen staff know that he needed to leave early today, so he and Cole could get some work done on the house.
Today's special was some kind of herb-crusted roast stuck with whole garlic cloves, and it smelled fantastic.