Casa Del Pointless Subplot Because The Grimoire Is Buried Deep In The "West Andes." A variety of lesser demonic forces cluster around a conference table as their apparent leader confronts Barbas regarding his purported Wicked Waste Land Mojo. To demonstrate said mojo, Barbas smites the apparent leader with a Flaming Ball Of Death. The lesser demonic forces are suitably impressed. Phoebe astrally projects into the room. Banter. Mockery. Threats. Barbas flings an FBOD at AP Feebs. AP Feebs dodges the Ball, which plows through an entire row of demonic underlings. "It's pretty hard to rule the Underworld if you kill everybody," Phoebe sneers. You should know, hag. AP Feebs dematerializes as Barbas rages in frustration. Romanot counsels caution, worrying that the Glamorous Ladies sent AP Feebs to the Casa to lure Barbas into a trap. He's entirely correct, of course, but Barbas couldn't care less. He smears on out of there.

Manor attic. AP Feebs reunites with Special Ed Feebs, and Reconstituted Feebs scampers over to join Piper and Raige in a semicircle around the Oriental carpet in the center of the room. Conveniently enough, Barbas smears directly into the center of the Mystical Crysticals, which agreeably flare up into a cage around his body. The three Ps recite the Source vanquish, and Barbas howls and moans and wails before erupting into gout of flame. Once the smoke clears, our intrepid gals are horrified to discover that the vanquish served only to destroy the flaring cage. Barbas sneers, "I guess you wanted me." He flings his hands out towards the surrounding walls before continuing, "Well, now you have me." The windows instantly wall themselves up with brick. Barbas smears out, and his disembodied voice croons, "And now I have you." A deafening silence greets the oncoming commercials as the Glamorous Ladies goggle and gawp at each other.