Awww. Busters sleeping. Drink it when you wake up, little friend. Heh.
Back from the break, an extended tracking shot starts by focusing on the aerial of the KCSF satellite truck parked outside the manor. The camera pans down to reveal a growing clutch of reporters and bystanders in a knot on the sidewalk. Darryl pulls up next to the van, and is immediately hounded by about eight journalists. The camera follows him as he pushes his way through the crowd to the front stairs. On one of the landings, an irritating hippie woman natters on about being a witch herself. Darryl pushes past her, only to be accosted by Piranha Dominguez, who has the unmitigated gall to be standing right on the goddamn front porch. Darryl barks into his cell, telling Prue to open the door. She allows him in, then slams the door in Piranhas face with a Back off! No one does bitch quite like the Prue, ladies and gentlemen. The shot finally cuts, landing us in the manor hall. Piper trundles in from the kitchen, bitching about the reporters, and cant Darryl do anything about it? Not really. The Ps should expect such attention when they kill somebody in broad daylight. Prue snits, It wasnt somebody -- it was a demon. And we arent sure if we killed him. Darryl asks her if shed like to inform the crowd outside of that fact. Prue rolls her eyes. Darryls called for backup, but admits that the police wont be of much help in a media frenzy. Piper snots that they shouldnt have followed [Fruma-Shax] into the street. Prue, sarcastically: We could have let him kill our innocent. That wouldve been better, ya think? I think Death would answer that question with a yes. As a matter of fact, I think he did answer that question with a yes a few episodes back when FetusHead and his goon sucked the brain out of that rather annoying policeman. Cant teach an old Prue new tricks, now can you?