Prue: Piper? Phoebe?
Piper: Prue. You're home. I thought you had a date with Andy.
Prue: Uh, no. He had to cancel. What are you doing?
Phoebe (from the other room): Piper, I was wrong. The spell calls for cayenne pepper not black pepper. (She walks in the kitchen and sees Prue) Ooh. Did I say spell? I ... I meant recipe. We are so busted, aren't we?
Prue: I would say yes.