Parlor. Prue and Bane go downstairs. Phoebe's found Wetvac mentioned in the BoS, but no information on how to defeat him. She gives the stink-eye to Bane and warns him that "our jewelry better be where it's supposed to be." As if Bane could pawn or fence your plastic trinkets, honey. Prue tells everyone to "focus." Piper wants to let "bad enough alone." She nixes the idea of going up against a demon of unknown powers. Besides, she notes, Wetvac doesn't know about them. Bane says that he does. The Ps gape at him. He explains that Lackey probably told him about Prue. Prue says that doesn't mean he knows about the docile Ps. Bane says that Wetvac "knows enough" and he'll come after them. Prue asks Bane if he knows what Wetvac's powers are. Bane has "no idea." He asks them if they have the ray gun. Piper: "Why? Only a demon can activate it." Bane says he activated it before, he can activate it again. Prue emits her best Jennifer Keatonish, "Yeah." Bane thinks that the docile Ps think that he's lying. Phoebe gives him her best "sure, Kevin Spacey, I'm buying that you're straight" look and asks him what he thinks. Bane gets his bitch on and says, "If you don't trust [sip] me, fine. But trust [sip] this: I've had it with all this supernatural crap, and I'll do whatever I can to get out from under." That "worries" Phoebe. Prue: "You know what? I trust [sip] him, and I'm asking you guys to trust [sip] me." She tells her sisters that they all have to work together, or they're "all dead." The docile Ps go to retrieve the ray gun. Prue kisses Bane and follows them out of the room. Wetvac appears as an apparition. Bane tells him that "we're on our way." Word -- if he means viewers on their way to alcohol poisoning.
Three-fourths of the way through the show, and Excedrin's bought a spot to shill their new FDA-approved migraine reliever. I know an ad-scheduling person who deserves a raise.
Cemetery. Night. The Halliwells, arms linked, walk five paces behind Bane like Iranian housewives. Prue quips, "He lives in a cemetery, how cliché." Two words, honey: Glass. House. Phoebe: "At least it's not a warehouse -- again." Excuse me? How many demons have we seen this season that lived in either cemeteries or warehouses? None. Are the lazy Ps getting their show mixed up with Buffy again? They should only be so lucky. Piper whines that they have "no plan" and this "isn't such a good idea." Prue explains that the plan is, "Bane goes in and we follow. Piper freezes Litvac. We put the weapon in his hand, and turn it on him." Bane asks for the Halliwells to give him the ray gun. Phoebe doesn't think so. Bane explains that it's the "only way for [him] to stay alive" so she should show "some good faith." Trust, faith, close enough. Sip. Phoebe explains that Bane's previous double-crossing has created "bad faith." Sip. Prue moans that they've "been through this." Piper insists that Phoebe give Bane the ray gun. She does. Phoebe gives him another "sure, Kevin, why wouldn't we believe in your heterosexuality, since you affirmed it to vehemently in every known media outlet" look of distrust. Bane walks up to the mausoleum and opens it by turning the nines in the marker upside down so they say "666." Hee. The door opens. Bane tells the Ps to wait for his signal. He adds: "Trust [sip] me." Phoebe gives him one last "sure, Kevin, because you've gone on about how you like to frequent titty bars" glare. She hopes they're not "making a huge mistake." The Ps enter the crypt.