(On cue Paige comes in)
Paige: Hey (Nicea runs over and hugs her) What's up?
Nicea: Nothing, Leo doesn't trust me.
Paige: I'm sure he does, what makes you think that?
Nicea: Cause, he doesn't.
Leo: (Comes over) (Kneels) I trust you, it's just my bosses don't and they won't let me help you.
Nicea: Why?
Leo: Well I don't know.
Nicea: That's not nice
Leo: No, I suppose it isn't, but I can't ignore them, because if I don't I'll get my wing's clipped?
Nicea: (confused) Clipped?
Leo: Yeah, I'm a whitelighter
Nicea: What's that?
Leo: It's a guardian angel for witches?
Nicea: Why don't I have one? I'm a witch, aren't I?
Leo: That's the thing we don't know exactly what you are.
Nicea: Why not?
(Kitchen: Paige, Phoebe, and Piper are sitting at the table) Paige: (Lays a file on the table) Look at this her birthdate is January 25, 1994, and she told us she was twelve.
Phoebe: So? Are you saying she lied? I think we have bigger things to worry about, then whether or not she's lying about her age.
Paige: I know but, what if she's been lying to us about other stuff, more important stuff.
Piper: Look here (Motions to some section on the top page) her father is, John Krueger, and he lived in New York and worked as a bar tender for awhile, about the same time Phoebe lived there.
Phoebe: I'll call him tonight after Nicea's asleep, and see if I can find out anything from him.
Piper: Ok, and me and Paige will continue to do research, and try to get Nicea to tell us a little more about what's been going on.
Paige: Good luck.
Piper: What's that suppose to mean?
Paige: I don't know it's just she's one of the most stubborn children I've ever worked with.
Phoebe: Yeah but, she does look like she really wants to say something, but she's too scared.
Paige: Hey (Nicea runs over and hugs her) What's up?
Nicea: Nothing, Leo doesn't trust me.
Paige: I'm sure he does, what makes you think that?
Nicea: Cause, he doesn't.
Leo: (Comes over) (Kneels) I trust you, it's just my bosses don't and they won't let me help you.
Nicea: Why?
Leo: Well I don't know.
Nicea: That's not nice
Leo: No, I suppose it isn't, but I can't ignore them, because if I don't I'll get my wing's clipped?
Nicea: (confused) Clipped?
Leo: Yeah, I'm a whitelighter
Nicea: What's that?
Leo: It's a guardian angel for witches?
Nicea: Why don't I have one? I'm a witch, aren't I?
Leo: That's the thing we don't know exactly what you are.
Nicea: Why not?
(Kitchen: Paige, Phoebe, and Piper are sitting at the table) Paige: (Lays a file on the table) Look at this her birthdate is January 25, 1994, and she told us she was twelve.
Phoebe: So? Are you saying she lied? I think we have bigger things to worry about, then whether or not she's lying about her age.
Paige: I know but, what if she's been lying to us about other stuff, more important stuff.
Piper: Look here (Motions to some section on the top page) her father is, John Krueger, and he lived in New York and worked as a bar tender for awhile, about the same time Phoebe lived there.
Phoebe: I'll call him tonight after Nicea's asleep, and see if I can find out anything from him.
Piper: Ok, and me and Paige will continue to do research, and try to get Nicea to tell us a little more about what's been going on.
Paige: Good luck.
Piper: What's that suppose to mean?
Paige: I don't know it's just she's one of the most stubborn children I've ever worked with.
Phoebe: Yeah but, she does look like she really wants to say something, but she's too scared.