"Vanquish!" we three witches cry.
One final shock, and then you die.
Say goodbye to Crappy CGI Guy. Raige turns to leave, reminding the others to knock if they need her. Piper grins, "And they lived happily ever after." Phoebe, for once, says it for me: "Yeah, right." The two giggle goofily and exit The Boudoir Of Fashion Horror as The Flute Of Titanic Annoyance gives me a vicious noogie and the screen fades to black.
Next week: Piper, Interrupted. Stock up on straightjackets now.