Leo: The front door was open. I hope it's all right. I left my tool box.
Piper: That's funny. I don't remember that being there last night.
Leo: Yeah, well you know what Freud always said about leaving things.
Piper: That you secretly wanted to come back for it.
Leo: Guilty.
Phoebe: Whoa, whoa. You, Leo, last night, dish.
Piper: Well, it was nice. It was...well, it was wonderful. We just had a few problems.
Phoebe: Problems?
Prue: What problems?
Piper: Well, it's been a while, since you know. I was a little nervous and I kinda kept freezing him.
Prue: Piper, you didn't.
Piper: I didn't mean to...the first time.
Prue: Okay, so what point exactly in the process did you freeze him? (Piper doesn't say anything)
Phoebe: Hello?
Piper: I gotta go.
Phoebe: I mean, between you and Leo, the hot new Wicca woman, and me soon to be employed. Things are looking up.
Piper: Don't say that! The moment someone says that, everything goes south!
Phoebe: Unless you freeze him. Oh, I couldn't help it...It was so good.
