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[Outside the manor. Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Paris are walking down the stairs heading towards the house across the street.]
Prue: So, we're agreed? Twenty minutes?
Paris: Mom, you can't do a party in twenty minutes.
Prue: Watch me.
Phoebe: Prue's party tips - meet, greet and bail.
Prue: Hey, I'm sorry but some of us have a job.
Phoebe: And some of us have fun.
Piper: And some of us are having a really bad hair day.
Prue: You know, that is a sign. Let's turn back now before it's too late.
Paris: No.
Phoebe: Prue, it's never too late for a party.
Piper: It's never too late, Prue.
Phoebe: Remember my sweet sixteen? (You see a dog in the bushes. They walk across the street and into Fritz, Marshall and Cynda's house.) Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we throw a party and charge commission. It's a great way to make extra cash.
Prue: Hey, I have an even better idea. Why don't you just get a job.
Marshall: The Halliwell girls. Now the party can begin.
Cynda: It's about time you chicks showed.
Fritz: Hey, Prue, I'm glad you made it.
Prue: Wouldn't miss it for the world, Fritz.
Piper: Marshall, the place looks great.
Marshall: Thank you. We're mostly just restoring it. I didn't wanna change it too much. You guys knew the old owners didn't you?
Phoebe: Oh, we basically grew up with their kids. We probably know the house better than you guys.
Marshall: (to Fritz) Oh, hey, how's the bar?
Fritz: Oh, dry. I'll take care of it.
Cynda: No, my turn.
(Cynda crushes a beer can with her bare hands. Cynda walks away.)
