Oh, my goodness, don't tell me you're already interviewing nannies.
Grams
Paige. You're even more beautiful than I imagined.
Grams
Why, I'm your Grams of course. Come here.
No offense, but, uh, aren't you supposed to be dead?
Grams
Oh, I'm over that.
Grams... meet the next generation of Halliwells. (she gives Grams the baby) Baby Wyatt!
Grams
Wyatt? (she laughs) That's a silly name for a girl, isn't it?
Grams! It's a boy! (her grandmother stares at her) Look at the outfit!
(in disbelief) You didn't know?
Grams
Well, no, I - I just assumed it was a... what went wrong?
Grams
(backtracking) Oh well, I don't mean 'wrong' wrong, it's just that we've... (staring at Wyatt with some mistrust) always had... girls.
(determinedly upbeat) And now we have a boy!
Grams
And, you know, men are just so...
Evil! That's what they are. They are just plain evil.
Oh. I take it Nate wasn't too happy about you being a witch.
Oh, Nate was fine with my being a witch. It's maybe his wife that would have had a problem.
Grams
I told you she should have gotten a dog.
Are you getting any of this?
Whatever...as long as we're alive again that's all I care about. Plus, it's really nice to see you guys again!
Actually, we've never met.
Yes, we have, but you were ghost. (the look on Patty's face suddenly changed) Oh, does she know?
Grams
Yes, we know, we're both dead by now. We're over it.
(Piper and Grams are mixing up a potion. The smoke from the latest ingredient added seems to be somewhat light.)
Grams
Mmm, that's not nearly enough. Here, let me do it.
Wha--I think I know how to do it after all this time.
It's Billie and Christy. They're not demons.
Grams
Well, they might as well be after all you've told me, which means we can't take any chances. (pauses) I can't get over how big this book has gotten. I'm so proud of you girls.
Then why won't you let me stir?
(Someone knocks on the door.)
Grams
Uh, Piper, why don't you get that?
Paige, why don't you get that?
Okay, I'll get that. (rolls eyes)
(She goes to open the door and finds Henry.)
Hey! What are you doing here?
What am I doing here? I'm looking for my wife. She didn't come home last night. Are you okay?
Yes, I'm okay! Of course I'm okay! I mean, we weren't "okay" okay, but now we're okay and in the future I think we're gonna be... I think we're gonna be more than okay.
Grams
Don't tell me she marries a Whitelighter too.
Grams
Oh, good God. Didn't I teach you girls anything?
Hey, what can I say? There's always Uncle Coop!