TEXT: [Scene: A fortune telling shop. Madame Theresa is there. Phoebe walks in.] Phoebe: Are you closing? Madame Theresa: Not anymore. Please, come in. I am Madame Teresa. Phoebe: I'm Phoebe. Madame Theresa: Yes, I know. Phoebe: Really? Did you read my mind? Madame Theresa: No, I read your column. Phoebe: Oh. (She laughs.) Madame Theresa: You are not sure if you are a believer, are you? Phoebe: Oh, no, I'm a believer. Believe me. That's why I'm here. I didn't know where else to turn. Madame Theresa: Sit. Let's see what your hands tell us. (They sit at a small round table.) Phoebe: Oh, they're probably gonna tell you that I need a manicure. (Phoebe holds out her hand and Madame Teresa looks at her palm. Madame Theresa's eyes widen.) Madame Theresa: You have the gift of foresight. Phoebe: What? Madame Theresa: But don't worry. Your secrets are safe here. (She gets a pen and starts drawing on Phoebe's palm.) You are creative, sensitive, straight smart, you have a strong family, close ties. I am wondering why you do not turn to them now. Phoebe: I don't want to worry them. You see I'm having trouble with my gift and that's why I'm here, I want to try figure out what's wrong. Madame Theresa: These lines on your index finger they are saying that you're over worked. Phoebe: Yeah, well, besides my column and my personal appearances, my boss has me giving advice on a radio show. And I-I love it, I do, it's just... Madame Theresa: Keeping that pace has blocked out other parts of yourself. Including your gift. Your gift must be honoured. But so must your work. Phoebe: So how do I find
SUMMARY:
With her power of premonition gone, Phoebe seeks the advice of a fortune teller and discovers in a premonition that a demon named Cree is going to kill every member in a family of Gypsies. Meanwhile, Piper wants to see a doctor about her baby, but Leo is concerned about the threat of exposure. Guest starring Tobin Bell .