Halliwell Manor has been empty for several years. The layer of dust that has accumulated on the furniture is unpleasantly thick. There are cobwebs in every corner, waiting to spring themselves on an unsuspecting visitor. The rooms smell musty, like a waterlogged library. Though the garden shows signs of maintenance, the interior is oppressively lifeless. Without people to fill it, the house has become a shadow of its former self. Underneath all of that, the place is the same as the sisters remember. Halliwell Manor looks like home.
Well, Fernanda goes downstairs to tell her sisters that she got a premonition.
"Okay, maybe... I should camp out in front of the house or something?"
She'll eventually see Theo on the other side of the street.
It's not clear where he walked from.
"Hi, Theo!" She says trying to not sound concerned.
Any vehicles coming this way?
Apparently not. The street looks clear.
"Felicia. I thought I should stop by. Today must be an exciting day."
"I was actually thinking about the other thing. Can we talk? Just out here, in a public place, right in sight of your sisters. I assume they're inside?"
"I don't want to hurt you. Did you know that no warlock has ever managed to steal a demon's power? They hate us, we're like the dirt on their heels. But I could work with you. Sometimes you need someone to do the dirty work."