Attic. Piper enters and basically admits that the Dolt was no help whatsoever. Huge surprise there. Raige contributes some bad news of her own: "Dragons predate the Book," so no help there, either. She and Phoebe have brewed their most powerful vanquishing potion, but they'll still need "a tooth or a scale" to ensure its success. Suddenly, Phoebe's Fucking Backup Band kicks in, and she doubles over in agony. This time, she's pretty much channeling the fear of an entire city neighborhood. In fact, she's channeling it so hard, the Fun Bags are about to pop out of their strappy salmon-colored sling for some air. Piper immediately collects Tiny Gay Chris from his playpen and urges, "Whaddya say we find the dragon?"

Jump cut to forked lightning zigzagging through the sky above a blasted city street. Various frantic extras race past the charred hull of a city bus as the Glamorous Ladies orb into the middle of the street. Nice work on the shadows in this effect, by the way. They've actually made note of the various sources of light hitting the women once they materialize, and the resulting collection of shadows gradually materializes as they do, rather than simply appearing once they've landed. It's the little things that bump up an episode's grade, you know? Admittedly, one can never rely on the big things, because the douchebags responsible for this mess always manage to fuck those up, but whatever. The gals plus Tiny Chris stride past various gutted and flaming cars to find the dragon hunkered down in a jerry-rigged nest on the far end of the boulevard. Tiny Gay Chris slobbers with glee. Raige pinches her eyes shut and calls for one of the beast's scales with her orbing telekinesis. A chunk of dragon flesh starts to dislodge itself from the tail, but the dragon shrieks, propels itself forward before the orbing completes, and rises up on its hind legs to roar. Tiny Chris giggles as his mom stumbles across a cunning plan. Piper passes the kid off to Phoebe, instructs her sister to ensure that Tiny Chris sees her, and darts out of the frame to confront the dragon. The beastie propels itself violently into the air, swings around over the wreckage in a great arc, then dives straight for Piper's head. The second Tiny Chris realizes what's going on, he slobbers some more and twists his chubby wrist. The dragon instantly vanishes in a cloud of rapidly dissolving orbs.