"Hi, mom" Wyatt kissed his mother's cheek after he entered the restaurant kitchen where she was busy cooking.
"Hello, Wyatt." Piper smiled.
"MMM, smells good. The worst thing about being on our own is eating Chris' cooking." He dipped his spoon in the pot when her back was turned. "MMM tastes good."
Piper rapped his knuckles with her spoon, "Stay out of my gumbo, young man!" She admonished. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, "Do we need another talk about personal gain?" She asked with raised brow.
"Tattle tale." Wyatt muttered, then, smiled winningly at his mother. "I'm still trying to get a handle on my powers, mom."
Piper grinned, unwillingly, back at her son. "You're not that charming, Wyatt." She laughed. "Bring your brother over tonight and I'll give you both some gumbo."
"I can not pass that invite up. Can I come without Chris?"
"Behave," she scolded in mock seriousness. "Besides, it wasn't Chris who told me."
"Is there a spell to block Mel from spying on us?" He asked in real exasperation. His younger sister, Prudence Melinda had recently gained the power of remote viewing and, much as he loved his baby sister, having her remote view him when he was unaware was unsettling, not to mention creepy! He hoped she hadn't 'viewed' his disastrous dateā¦
"There's not a magical solution to everything, Wyatt." Piper sighed. "Maybe you and Chris should each try to spend some quality time with your sister. She feels left out. She's also angry at me, because she's grounded for spying on you. Ha!" Piper crowed, "Funny she didn't premonition THAT coming!"
Besides the power to remote view, Mel had also gained the power of premonition. Her delight in finally having powers was dampened by her disappointment that they weren't considered 'active'. This explained Mel's uncharacteristic brattiness, but still did not make her voyeurism any less irksome for her brother.
"Piper, your interviewee is here," Janice, the hostess, poked her head in the kitchen door. Wyatt grinned and promised his mother that he would try to spare some time for his little sister.
"Be right there, offer him a soda or something." Piper responded.
"Gotcha." Janice winked at Wyatt before leaving. Wyatt interpreted the wink to mean that Janice, pro that she was, had already done so.
"You're interviewing?" Wyatt asked.
"I promoted T.J. to dishwasher and need a new busboy." Piper supplied.
"O.k., well I'll walk you to the dining room, it's on the way to the office."
"Chivalry will not get you any more gumbo, until tonight." Piper laughed.
Mother and son entered the dining room. Wyatt stared at the kid applying, he recognized the brown haired, blue eyed younger brother of the newest, non-demon, bartender at P3.
Still feeling guilty about mistrusting Pace, Wyatt said to his mother, "Mom, you should hire that kid. Chris hired his older brother last week and he's a natural. Besides, anyone can bus, it isn't that hard."
"'Bussing isn't that hard', Wyatt, you were so terrible at it that I spent a fortune on dishes when you bussed here! You couldn't hold on to a bus pan to save your life," Piper laughed.
"It's only because I got clumsy around your waitresses. They were hot." Wyatt gave a disarming shrug.
"Good thing you outgrew that awkward stage." Piper grinned at her oldest son before shooing him away, "Go, I've got a new bus boy to hire."
