"You're a very good cook," Jonathan said as the four ate dinner. "I must say I've never had this, what did you call it? Lasagna? It is quite good. I have nothing like this at home."
"Just where is that anyway?" Prue asked. "You never did say. You only said we probably hadn't heard of it."
"Oh," Jonathan said, "well, uh, it's a small country that boarders the former Soviet Union. When it broke up we gained our independence. And my father decided to start his own business. He did remarkably well all things considered."
"Apparently," Prue said.
"Your English is very good," Piper said. "Although you don't have a Russian accent. It's more English."
"Yes, well," Jonathan said, "I was educated at Oxford. My father decided that since I would inherit the company one day I should be prepared to run it. So he got me the best education possible."
"That's interesting," Phoebe said. "I've never been to England. I hear it rains over there a lot."
"Yes, it does," said Jonathan. "More than I'm accustomed to. But I find I enjoy the rain sometimes. It can be quite soothing."
"Well, looks like we're all just about finished," Piper said. "Why don't you guys go into the living room while I take care of the dishes? I'll be in when they're done."
"Need any help?" asked Prue.
"No," Piper said, glancing at Jonathan, "I can handle it. You can have a nice chat with Jonathan while I'm doing them."
"Sounds like an excellent idea," Jonathan said, standing up.
Phoebe and Prue helped Piper put the dishes in the sink and then escorted Jonathan into the living room. They had no sooner left the kitchen than Leo orbed in.
"I checked with the Elders," Leo said. "They have no idea what kind of demons attacked your guest. And it has them worried. There's no indication of any demons that wear uniforms."
"That's odd," Piper said. "Even if there isn't a listing for them in the Book of Shadows the Elders should at least have an idea what they are. How is that possible?"
"That's what has them concerned," Leo said. "It shouldn't be possible. You wouldn't believe how many different types of demons there are. But most of them have been identified at one time or other. It's very unusual for there to be a demon that no one knows about."
"Here," Phoebe said, handing Leo a one hundred dollar bill. "We got this from Jonathan. Prue thought it might help us to identify who he really is."
"You think he's not who he says he is?" Leo asked.
Piper told him about their suspicions regarding Jonathan. Leo agreed that it did seem odd. As he listened to Piper, he was examining the bill.
"You know," he said, "this doesn't feel like paper. It feels more like some form of plastic."
"It felt okay to me," Piper said. "And Prue didn't mention anything odd about it."
"White Lighters have a more sensitive touch than humans," Leo said. "It looks genuine enough. But it feels strange. I'll see what I can find out about it."
"Thanks," Piper said. "There are just too many things about this that don't make sense. Why would some unknown demons be after an innocent? And what was that orb thing that Phoebe described?"
"I don't know," Leo said. "The Elders are going to check around. They might come up with something. As soon as they do, I'll let you know."
"Great," Piper said. "Only don't orb in around Jonathan. Prue thinks it's a good idea if he doesn't know about you. I think it's a good idea, too."
"I can't," Leo said. "You guys weren't even supposed to know about me. I can't go letting a mortal know that White Lighters exist. I'll make sure to orb in when he's not around."
"Okay," Piper said, smiling at Leo.
Leo orbed out of the kitchen and Piper went into the living room. Her sisters and their guest were sitting in the living room talking.
"So, what's up?" Piper asked, taking a seat on the sofa.
"Your sisters were just letting me know of some good tourist attractions in the city," Jonathan said. "Once this whole demon incident is resolved, perhaps you three would consent to show me the city. It may be a while before I will be able to make it back here."
"We might just do that," Piper said. "What about your country? Any good tourist attractions there?"
"I'm afraid not," Jonathan said. "Because of its location it's cold most of the time. Dreadful amounts of snow fall the year round. I must confess I like the warmer client here."
"Yeah, it's pretty nice most of the year," Phoebe said. "I lived in New York City for a while. It took some getting used to those winters, let me tell you."
"I can imagine," Jonathan said. "Quite a shock from a climate such as this I would imagine."
"It is," Phoebe said. "The first week it turned cold I nearly froze my butt off. Coming from San Francisco I really didn't have any cold weather clothes. Luckily one of the girls where I worked took pity on me and help me go shopping for..."
Her sentence went unfinished as two demons suddenly appeared in the entryway. They appeared to be the same two demons that had attempted to get Jonathan in the mall parking lot. One of the demons held the spherical object in its hand. It raised the object, pointing it at the four sitting in the living room.