Phoebe defines scrying as "a supernatural Lo-Jack." Rose wonders why they don't just consult the BoS. "It is a book of spells, right?" she asks as she crosses to the Book's pedestal. Phoebe gets all damp as she notes, "It's so much more than that." Phoebe mentions the Book's storied history and its meaning to the family and how it can protect itself from Eeevil with magic and whatnot. Rose asks if she can examine it on her own. Phoebe's down with that, but forbids Rose from removing it from the Manor. Rose is free to page through it there, in the attic, while Phoebe heads downstairs to talk to Cole. Rose glows with the incipient warmth of her place in the eternal sisterhood of womyn and blah, then finds the following "Instant Karma" spell:

To make a demon feel the pain he inflicts.
Let Cruelty, Pain,
And Evil Ways
Follow this Villain
Through all his Days.
Reverse the Torment
He creates
To turn on him
A crueler Fate.

"This could solve a lot of problems," she smirks, and digs through her bag for a pad of Post-Its and a pen. As she scribbles out a copy of the spell, the scene shifts to the sun porch below. The Dolt orbs in with an exasperated "What? What is it? What's wrong?" which he shoots at the waiting duo of Phoebe and Cole. "You've got to talk to your wife," Cole spits, and while I'm aware he was born around the time of the Great Chicago Fire, that still sounds unnecessarily condescending in an "all women are chattel" way, like, what the hell is the Dolt going to accomplish as far as Piper is concerned that Phoebe and Cole can't on their own? So, uh, shut up, Cole. And damn the writer who made me say that. Anyway, Phoebe and Cole manhandle and maul the exposition in an effort to get the Dolt up to speed on Piper's behavior as of late. If they're not careful, the exposition is going to slap them all with a harassment lawsuit, and I would have no problem testifying on the plaintiff's behalf. This is getting perverse. The Dolt, upon hearing of Piper's unusual anger, defends her right to be angry in the wake of her sister's death. Phoebe allows she wouldn't have so much of a problem were Piper acting out by "punching walls." The Dolt: "Huhnh?" Cole clarifies, "She prefers to punch demons." The Dolt promises to chat with the afflicted P. Cole clarifies further: "She has no regard for her life or anyone else's. She's Charles Bronson. Cubed." Feebs: "Who is Charles Bronson?" The Dolt gives Cole a "what's with the moron you're dating?" look, which Cole counters with a "say one thing about the little lady and you'll be singing soprano, dillweed" glare of his own. Snerk.