Piper scoots up the staircase to consult the BoS while Phoebe lingers to have a little heart-to-heart with Cole. She correctly guesses that the Furies have attacked Cole in the past. He elaborates on their powers. When they go after a bad guy, they force said bad guy to "hear the screams of all his victims." Yeah, I know. How painful could it be for a shoplifter to hear the disinterested "inventory's off" mutterings of a minimum-wage manager at Fashion Bug? Just go with it. Phoebe reassures Cole that he's safe against the power of the Furies, as he's "not the same demon who did those things anymore." Stuff a sock in it, Phoebe. And I'm not talking about your brassiere. Piper's ululating howl of dismay breaks short the "tender" moment, and Phoebe eye-rolls her way to the attic with Cole. Upstairs, Piper stands frozen before the vacant pedestal of the BoS. "Evil stole the Book of Shadows," she rages once the others have joined her. "How did evil steal the Book of Shadows?" "Uh, Piper," Phoebe begins, "promise me you won't overreact." Here's a five, Feebs. Buy a clue. Feebs finds it "feasible" that Rose "borrowed" the Book. Piper's bitch ramps quickly up to about thirteen. "Why did you leave her ALONE with it?" "Because she's our sister," is Phoebe's weak response. "NOT for LONG," Piper clenches, and storms out of the room. Phoebe gives chase as Cole casually flips a chair around and takes a seat. Phoebe's unfettered Fun Bags jostle back into the room. "Are you coming?" "To vanquish your sister?" Cole asks. "No thanks. I think I'll sit this one out." Snort. Phoebe absently jiggles back out.