And the stupidity never ends. Piper and Phoebe emerge to congratulate the Dolt as Raige appears from the non-existent attic above with Godiva. Godiva, overjoyed at learning of Hoover's death, exults, "Finally! I'm free!" and she strips off her robe again, some more. "Yes, you are," Piper snorts as she claps a hand over the gawping Dolt's eyes and pivots him away from the unsightly and embarrassing spectacle. Ugh.

A mercifully brief closing travelogue takes us past the Golden Gate as night melts into day before we take a quick spin around the Transamerica Pyramid that somehow lands us back at Not!warts. They're sending Godiva back for real this time. Or, actually, Douchebag Duncan is, with a little prodding from Raige. The snot-nosed idiot I couldn't give a rat's ass about initially refuses to do so, since he's so over magic and all its attendant miseries. "You can't stop using your magic any more than you can stop breathing, [Douchebag]," Raige lectures. "You don't have a choice -- none of us do [sic]." Yeah, I remember this pep talk from the many times she delivered it to her boyfriend last year. Except for the part where that isn't what she told Buttfuck at all, now is it? Whatever. The pep talk works, Godiva takes off her stupid robe again, Douchebag Duncan pops a woodie, Raige reminds him again of the spell, and he finally recites the following: