...topside, where we find Raige ushering Mikelle into the Manor foyer. Mikelle, quite naturally, has many questions about witches and "Blacklighters" and whatnot, but Raige is far too busy to deal with all that at the moment, so she orders her soon-to-be-dead charge onto one of the parlor sofas while she herself heads up to the nonexistent attic to investigate the source of an explosion, the sound of which has just hit their ears. Gangly Mikelle lopes into the adjacent room as Raige disappears up the stairs.

Nonexistent Attic. Raige arrives to discover Piper's demolished a dress form with a vial of something lethal, and wonders what gives. Piper just stares at her lippy bastard of a half-sister, all, "What the hell do you think gives, fool?" "Oh, Piper," Raige chides, but Piper's having none of it. "Sooner or later you [and Phoebe] are gonna realize that it's us or them," she eyebrows, referring of course to The Sisters Retard, "and I, for one, would like to be ready." Then Raige gets a line that makes me hate her more than I've hated her in a very long time: "You can't just vanquish [Maggot Neck] and [Ssssecretly Evil Chrissssty] -- for one thing, it's illegal." What the fuck ever. The illegality of slaughtering human beings sure as hell didn't stop you and Phoebe from offing Rick Gittridge two years ago, so SHUT THE FUCK UP, RAIGE. Jesus! CHRIST! Piper's on my side, thank God, and, likely mindful of the exact same incident, snorts with withering amounts of derision, "That the best you got?" Raige counters by mentioning Piper's desire to retrieve the Doltsicle from The Angel Of Teasley's great big Sub-Zero in the sky, leading Piper to exasperate, "You know, I'm tired of everyone using that against me like it diminishes my credibility, because it doesn't!" and you go, Piper Halliwell. Screw getting a damned consensus on this decision with your idiot sisters and just blow Ssssecretly Evil Chrissssty and The Retard right the fuck up already. And wouldn't you know it? She just might do it. Hooray! Piper pockets a vial of the Power of Three potion she'd been preparing and storms out of the nonexistent room. Mugs McGowan twitches something utterly unimportant as the camera cuts over to...