Phoebe stood by awkwardly. When prue's astral form faded out, she spun to face Cole.
"So, where were we?" Phoebe asked teasingly, tugging on the front of Cole's shirt.
Cole cleared his throat. "Phoebe, I really don't think this is the time."
"Why not?"
"We need to talk." Cole said.
"About what?" Phoebe asked suspisiously.
"I think that what just happened proved that there's still something between us-"
Cole began.
Phoebe cut him off. "No."
"No?" Cole asked, bewildered.
"No. It was just. just a moment of temporary insanity," Phoebe said, trying to convince herself more than Cole.
"Phoebe, loving you was the sanest thing I've ever done," Cole whispered, grabbing Phoebe's hands in his.
A thought occured to Phoebe. "Cole, why haven't I shocked you?"

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Paige, Piper and Prue were in the kitchen when Grams appeared before them. Paige had insisted on brewing up a vanquishing
potion for Belthazor, although technically Belthazor didn't exist anymore.
"Paige, that Belthazor felsh is, like, two years old. Even I used it and I've been dead for over a year," Prue pointed out.
Paige took no notice.
Piper jumped as Grams's voice sounded from behind them.
"Hi girls," she said, and Prue and Piper looked at her anxiously.
Paige looked up thoughtfully. "I have a question," she said, and all heads turned to her. "Do Whitelighters have to eat?"
Piper gave her a strange look and turned back to Grams.
"Well, whats going on?" she asked impatiently. "Whats happening with Leo?"