[Sabrina is held back in class by Vesta, her substitute teacher]
[seriously] Sabrina, we need to talk.
[worried] Did I do something wrong?
Yes. [starts laughting] No! [takes off her glasses] Don’t you recognise me?
Oh, I’ll give you a hint: [snaps her fingers and her clothes change] I am your Aunt Vesta!
Let me guess... from my father’s side of the family?
Bingo! I even carry a photo of me holding you as a baby. [pulls out the photo and shows it to Sabrina]
Oh, look, There’s Aunt Hilda and Aunt Zelda... [frowns] ...Is that Andy Worhol?
[sighs happily] Those were the good times. I don’t know why, but the eighties are always the best decade of every century.
Look, I’d really love to stay and talk, but I’ve gotta get to class.
Don’t be silly, we have a lot of catching up to do! [to herself] Now, where can we find a good cup of coffee? Oh, I know! Paris! [snaps her fingers once more, and they both are transported to a riverside cafe in Paris] Voila!
[Sabrina stares at her surroundings for a moment]
...You know the weirdest thing? [grins] I’m missing French class to be here.
My other aunts don’t let me drink coffee.
[sarcastically] Yes, the evil bean. I’m sure they’re full of all sorts of "cant’s" and "don’ts", like [in Hilda's voice] "Don’t stay up too late!", and [in Zelda's voice] "No, you can’t get a tattoo!"
[amazed] You sound just like them!
We lived together for two hundred years, but we’re very very different. You see, they actually enjoy living on Earth and I can’t stand mortals for too long.
[uncomfortable] You know I’m half mortal?
Oh, not that there’s anything wrong with that, darling! It’s just that, well, mortals seem to have to work so hard for everything. It tends to make them bitter.
[after letting Sabrina stay at the Pleasuredome with Vesta]
Are you insane?! You left without a fight! What were you thinking?!
That I want Sabrina to come home.
Me too! Now, let’s go back and get her - I’ll hold Vesta!
No, that won't work! If we tell Sabrina she can’t stay, then we’ll just be playing into Vesta’s hands.
Can we say it and just not use the word "can’t"?
Hilda, we’re giving Sabrina a chance to change her mind. Have a little faith, I think she’ll come home.
[catches on] Ooh Zelda, sneaky! You had a scheme!
Well, Vesta is my sister. [leaves the room]
[to herself] I want a scheme!
Aunt Vesta, we need to talk.
[confused] Did I do something wrong?
No, I did. Look, I shouldn’t be here, I should be at the movies with Jenny.
Oh, but that’s so ordinary! I mean, you could be a rock star!
[interrupting] I’m not a rock star, I’m a karaoke singer - and not a very good one, at that!
