"Rapid transit my…" She finally found herself on the bus and on the way to P3. The bus was practically empty except for a little old man sitting in the front, and two obnoxious teenagers making out in the back seat.
"I've never seen you on here before…" The man commented, turning his bald and wrinkled head around to reveal a set of almost purple eyes, squinting at Phoebe behind thick glasses. "I ride this bus every day… have for the past 30 years."
He seemed to be interested in telling Phoebe his story so she didn't interrupt and tried to seem more interested in his story than her own worries. Listening to the man tell his life story seemed almost magical for an instant, then suddenly another premonition hit her.
It was dark, and cold… she could see another bus travelling down the street, it crept along. Phoebe didn't recognize any of the stops it was making, and could clearly see the old man, and two young people that were on the bus with her. Just as she was coming back out of her premonition the man was finishing up his story.
"So that's why we're here… that's why you're here too I suppose…" he turned his head away and left Phoebe to ponder the areas of the story she had missed during her premonition. Looking out the window she saw the bus driver pass many stops where people were waiting.
"Excuse me? Excuse me, but aren't you supposed to pick those people up too?" she asked
"They don't get to ride this line yet… little lady"
Piper had just finished her tea and had listened to the message on the machine from Phoebe. 'Coming here' she thought. Oh jeez Pheebs, could you have picked a worse time? Sitting down she pondered what Phoebe meant by a premonition about a bus… she knew that Phoebe had had some pretty strange ones, but a bus? Brushing it off, she sat down to start on some interview questions.
"Okay, first… name… no, that's on the application…" Piper paused mid sentence and thought with horror… "Applications! I forgot to make applications!"
Immediately Piper pulled out her keyboard and started typing. It was already half an hour since Phoebe had left the message, but Piper was so involved in her work she hardly noticed. She knew that if she didn't get more security at her club people wouldn't want to go to it anymore. I was as simple as that. At 11:30 Piper started getting hungry so she pulled out a sandwich and ate with one hand while typing with the other. She ate quickly and finished her applications and printed them at 10 to 12. Piper quickly rushed into the bathroom to check her hair and makeup. She popped a fresh stick of gum into her mouth and went out and set up a table for the interviews to take place at.
At work Prue had only started to chip away at the massive piles of work that had been set on her desk when another stack was added on top. Looking up from her desk exasperated, Prue again saw the goofy smiling face.
"Jack! Go away! If I don't finish this I am going to lose my job!" She looked up again expecting to see him sulking away as he usually did after she yelled at him, but instead he was standing there goofy as ever. "Hello, Jack… did you hear me? I said go away now! I mean it!"
Calmly sitting across from her Jack pulled out a bag with Chinese food and started setting it out on a side table. He didn't utter a word when she let out a loud sigh and stuck her head back into the paperwork. He merely continued setting up lunch and served her the food he had bought. Seeing that she was ignoring him completely Jack picked up one of the files that he had just brought her and worked on it for her. He continued working through the files that were on her desk until she agreed to have lunch with him.
"Okay, fine… I will eat lunch with you if it makes you happy!" Through Prues scowl he detected a smile and so he sat down with her to enjoy their Chinese feast.
"It might be a little cold now…" he commented. Not sounding at all like his usual pain in the butt self Prue became concerned, but then relaxed figuring he was just trying to be nice.