Manor. Aftermath. The Dolt arrives home from his golf date as Piper and Phoebe arrive on the main floor from above and, long story short, the Dolt convinces the gals that a trip to Not!warts is in order, as the spell to remove the belt from Supertard will likely be found in one of the library's books. How the Dolt or the ladies knew Supertard was at Not!warts in the first place, I'll never know. Nor will I ever care. "It's gonna be pretty tough getting by her unseen," Piper opines. "I think 'unseen' is the answer," the recently invisible Dolt duuuuuhs. Seriously. When did Piper become such a dumbass that the Dolt, of all people, is out-thinking her? Shut up, show.

Rose McGowan And Ivan Sergei's Far More Enjoyable Subplot That Unfortunately Has Nothing To Do With Anything Else This Evening. Speedle Dee Dee arrives at his darkened apartment, only to get tossed up against the wall and cuffed by Ivan for violating his parole. Raige notices the blood on Speedle Dee Dee's shirt and convinces Ivan to investigate Speedle Dee Dee's version of events, as said version will exonerate Speedle Dee Dee of any wrongdoing should it prove true. Ivan reluctantly agrees, but manhandles Speedle Dee Dee on out of there anyway. I apologize for giving all this such short shrift, because it continues to be well-played by everyone involved (yes, including Arjay Smith, the dude portraying the ridiculously-named Speed), but it really doesn't have anything to do with anything else that's going on tonight. It's as if they yanked it all from a far-superior Raige-centered episode, hacked the thing to pieces, and dumped what remained into this Retard-related crapfest. They seriously need to off The Bimbo now and get back to stuff like this, and I'm not just saying that because I hate Kaley Cuoco. Well, okay, I'm saying that entirely because I hate Kaley Cuoco, and I don't think I can take fourteen more episodes of her talent-free ass gobbling up the entire hour's worth of screentime, but seriously. Aside from the scene-appropriate mugging at the top of the hour, Rose McGowan hasn't relied upon a single one of the annoying tics she developed over the last year and a half -- tics that blew up to swallow her entire set of performances this season thus far. See what happens when you give her an engaging partner and even a moderately considered storyline, assholes?