"...Felicia, it's nothing personal. I do care about you."

"Yeah, let's hurry this up. The sooner we get this done, the better. Inside."

He looks to Felicia.

"Yes, come inside."

"So, uh. What do I have to do?"

"Are we wasting time trying to get your ancestors on the line, or should I just call the witch I found?"

"Call the witch."

"The plan is to marry you into the side of angels," Trix tells Theo.

"I'll be right back. He'll orb in the same way I do."

He disappears in the (apparently) characteristic flash of blue-white orbs of light.

"Felicia, are you sure you want it to be Trix? Maybe we should talk through this first."

"My silence earlier was not assent. I still prefer to marry you."

"Talk about what?"

"I think we need the Book of Shadows for the ceremony. Should we take this party upstairs?"

"Should we move that party upstairs?"

Their Whitelighter returns, with company.

Also appearing via orb is this handsome stranger, scion of a powerful and noble line of witches- 

"Bartholomew Marks, of the very noble line of Marks witches. I was told that you ladies need someone to officiate?"

"Yes-"

"What we need is to convert a warlock to the side of Good," she points at Theo, "and apparently that can be achieved through marriage by a high priest."

"Oh, just about any experienced witch can serve as a High Priest, it's mostly about knowing the words. Do you have a Book of Shadows? I assume you must, the Halliwells are a rather old family-"

"It's upstairs. Let's hurry this up, before anyone comes knocking."

"Okay... just to confirm. No one here is planning something that we wouldn't expect to?"

"Are we talking about me? Fernanda, I'm hurt that you see me that way. I'm just here to get married."

"I can handle a rogue warlock. Shall we?"

"Alright."

"I should marry him," Felicia says to no one in particular, "if we need to do this again it's unlikely to be under better conditions than this."