Upstairs, he kicks in John Normand's door, only to have the thing bounce back and slam in his face. Again, inappropriately amusing shtick here. Drake quickly recovers and bursts through the door to announce, "We meet at last!" "What is this?" Normand demands. "The end of your reign," Drake glints, aiming another arrow at Normand's head before vanishing into the next commercial break. The soundtrack actually erupts with obnoxiously intrusive horns that blare, "Dun. Dun. DUN!," like, shut up, Obnoxiously Intrusive Horns. That's my fucking job. And was that really a DUN!-worthy moment? Hmmm? No. No, it wasn't. Not in the least, you pathetic excuse for a brass section. And so, what was a modestly entertaining episode the first time I saw it has begun to piss. Me. OFF.
Back from the break, Drake orders Normand to return all of the money he's stolen from the phone company's customers, and it's stupid, but at least the scene was short.
Out on the street, the still-cuffed Phoebe argues she can bring an end to all of this nonsense if Pepper Anderson would just give her the chance. Pepper's all, "Not in this lifetime, sweetie," but the Doormat pulls rank and orders his partner to let Phoebe go. The instant the cuffs are removed, Phoebe hustles across to enter the building. Once she's gone, Pepper Anderson distractedly muses, "You know, there's something oddly familiar about all this." The Doormat just grunts something about Pepper getting her wound dressed as he and the camera push past her, with the camera rising to track Phoebe as she disappears into the office building.
Back in the nonexistent attic, Piper and Raige kneel at a low table set with a circle of five candles as Raige reads the Roché-summoning spell she found at Not!warts.
Sorcerer of darkness, demon of fright:
I call you now into my sight.
Nothing happens. The two grumble about the lack of special effects for a bit -- with Piper warning Raige that this means they'll likely have to off Drake -- until AP Ann Cusack flares in by the front windows. She quickly fills the two Manor-bound gals in on the Roché situation -- while parenthetically noting that Drake's backstory checks out, by the way -- before flaring back out of there. "Looks like Drake just got a reprieve," Piper allows, to Raige's visible relief. As the two head towards the upper stairs, their image wavers and condenses to...