Manor. Phoebe's leading Aviva on a tour of the lower level. Aviva slyly wonders what gives with the Dolt. Yes, Phoebe. Explain. Phoebe smirks and admits that she and Piper are engaged in a little sibling battle over who gets the "pleasure" of his company. That's not the sort of answer I was looking for. Aviva suggests Phoebe tilt things in her favor by using her powers. Phoebe grimaces ever so slightly as the two reach the sun porch. They sit on a pair of wicker chairs, and Phoebe finally asks Aviva to level with her: How did Aviva learn of the Glamorous Ladies? Aviva dissembles that she has "this teacher" who's "sort of like a high priestess." This person gave her the entire Charmed Ones story, and assured her she'd like Phoebe the most. Phoebe notes she'd like to meet this woman. Aviva smiles and agrees, but suggests that they head to Phoebe's boudoir first. Aviva has something she'd like to share with the dimwit. To her credit, Phoebe clearly harbors doubts about all this, but cautiously decides to see where it leads anyway.

Bimbo Boudoir, and I find myself sliding into a bizarre lesbian netherworld. You think I'm kidding? Read on. Over at Phoebe's vanity, Aviva smears more black lipstick around her mouth, as if the stuff weren't already so thick that it's flaking off in clumps. She reveals that mirrors are her favorite things in the world, because "they never lie, whether you like it or not." Phoebe appears in the mirror behind her, silently listening to Aviva's monologue. The girl shrugs her shoulders a bit and, referring to her lipstick, continues, "Basic black. It's the color of my soul." Phoebe smirks and shakes her head. "Your soul is not black," she claims. Aviva grins, "You know the feeling that I mean -- you're different. You'll never want what they want." She levels her gaze at Phoebe's in the reflection and whispers, "You belong on the edge. We aren't 'pink people,' Phoebe." Aviva turns to face her hostess. "Do you want to see something incredible?" she offers. "Better yet, do you want to try it?" Phoebe suspiciously side-eyes, "Try what?" "I'll show you my power if you show me yours," Aviva simpers. I do believe a girl-on-girl seduction scene just flew in beneath the censor's radar. I also spy a rant approaching, but first, let's see what Prue's up to down in the kitchen, shall we?