Good Witch

Previously onGood Witch...

I even joined the Air Force,

but you need perfect vision. They made me a mechanic.

- I see you're making yourself at home.

- You're officially in a bidding war.

- Congratulations! The house is yours.

: What?!

- I'm Joy Harper. I'm gonna renovate your new house.

Well, my mom died when I was 17. - I'm sorry to hear that.

That's me and my second cousin, Julia.

- That's my mother. - You're a Merriwick?

Welcome to the family.

- The first thing you should know about being a Merriwick...

- We drink a lot of tea. - Well, I guess

it's good I'm not a big coffee drinker.

- It would be a deal breaker. - Hmm. To family.

Oh, just like that?

- Well, we could put you through an initiation first.

- Like the one you've been putting us through.

- Yeah, sorry about that. I had to be sure.

- That you wanted to admit to being related to us?

- Pretty much. - Took you long enough.

- I tried to tell her to be patient, but...

Wait. You knew the whole time?

There's a certain... energy

that goes with being a Merriwick.

- Yeah, I'm starting to see there's a whole lot

that goes with being a Merriwick.

- What made you come looking for us?

- Thanksgiving. I got tired of dinner for one.

My mom used to make the most amazing mashed potatoes

and the next day, we would eat leftovers and watch old movies.

Our favourite was-- - : Maltese Falcon.

- So you gonna stick around for a while?

- Well, I do have a house to renovate.

- Mm-hmm, and some family to get to know better.

You are welcome to stay at Grey House as long as you'd like.

- : I consider this house

the gift that keeps on giving,

every room a veritable treasure trove.

Who knows what we may discover around the next corner?

Cobwebs and dust bunnies.

- I was thinking more pomp and circumstance.

This abode is not your average flip.

Ooh!

Ah... you're right,

this is a "veritable treasure trove"... of junk.

Maybe I spoke too soon.

It's gorgeous!

It's... Edwardian!

I'm talking about that clock.

Wow!

This is the work of a true craftsman.

- Well, it appears he didn't finish. Where's the face?

- Probably sitting on a collector's shelf.

- How can I get it back on my shelf?

I'd love to use original pieces throughout the renovation.

This clock is rare.

It would be almost impossible to find a face that fits.

In that case,

might I suggest you enlist Cassie in your search?

Is Cassie a clock buff?

- Cassie is a Merriwick, and Merriwicks have a knack

for making the impossible... possible.

Hmm.

- That is not an "I can't wait to spend the day with you" look.

It's an "I can't believe

I haven't finished my speech yet" look.

- The speech you're delivering tomorrow?

Don't remind me.

- Running for governor is no walk in the park.

- So you understand? - I do...

but I'm not happy about it. - Me neither.

Not only did I make a playlist for the drive,

but our song is on it.

- We have a song? - Don't we?

Of course we do.

It'll come to you.

- Well, do I get a rain check? - Yup.

You also get this.

- Is that watch not working again?

Might be time for a new battery. - Might be time for a new watch.

Aww. I'll miss that old watch.

You were wearing that the night we met.

- Well, you didn't get so sentimental

about throwing away the jeans

I was wearing that night. - They were ripped.

- They were in style! - They were just old.

- Am I interrupting? - Perfect timing!

See you later.

Bye, Joy. - Bye.

So long shot, but you wouldn't happen to have any rare

antique clock faces at Bell, Book & Candle?

- I'm fresh out, but the estate sale I'm headed to just might.

- Hey, mind if I tag along? - We don't mind at all.

- I thought you were going on a day trip with Donovan.

His loss is your gain.

Well, I'll drive.

- We leave in an hour. - Merriwick powers unite.

- Oh, I remember when you had real snow brought in

for our sorority winter wonderland.

- And don't forget about the reindeer.

- Oh, I don't think anyone would ever

forget the reindeer.

Oh, you truly were a legend. - Oh, tish-tosh!

You're the big-time publisher,

rubbing elbows with the literary elite.

So tell me, what's it like hobnobbing with all those

best-selling authors?

- Kind of like hobnobbing with you:

engaging personalities, sharp wit, clever conversation.

But sadly, I spend most of my day listening to

pitches that couldn't hold a candle to your stories.

- How flattering, you've just brightened my day!

- You brighten every room you walk into!

- Oh... - Have you ever thought

about writing a book?

Wouldn't that be a hoot?

I have no doubt it would be.

Hmm!

That's not exactly what I had

in mind when I recommended some light exercise.

- Yeah. I'm rolling five dice at once.

I mean, that's gotta count for something.

- We made a deal. When I beat Darryl at Yahtzee,

he's gotta walk to the end of the hall and back.

- : Mm-hmm. - That's a good start.

- And if I win, I get to order a pizza, Adam's treat.

Wait, what?

- Yahtzee. - Make it a deep dish

with extra cheese. - Pizza or not,

you really need to strengthen that knee.

- If I can't play golf for six weeks, what's the point?

- It'll be six months if you don't start rehab.

I'll start tomorrow.

- If you wanna walk 18 holes, you gotta walk the hall first.

- Ooh! Look at you! I've never seen

that hat before. - It's my old Air Force cap.

- Ah! It makes you look very distinguished.

What's the occasion? - I'm meeting an old buddy

from my squadron. We talk from time to time but I haven't

seen him in 40 years. - Must be quite the reunion.

- Oh, Harry's quite a guy. - You're not so bad yourself.

One for Harry?

Nah. Both for me.

- This little joint make a cold brew coffee?

- This little joint makes the best co...

Wes! - Hey, Steph.

- What are you doing here? - Had some business in Chicago.

Thought I'd swing through. - Well, I'm glad you swung.

Oh...

I haven't seen you since... that Stacey Myers wedding.

- Hey, no matter what you say, I did not start that conga line.

- Uh-huh? - Mm-hmm.

That video went viral.

It's really good to see you.

- You too. How long are you in town?

Well, that depends on you.

Well, really, us. - "Us"?

- Our cabin. - Oh. I haven't

been up there in a while. - Well, neither have I.

It's funny, isn't it? When we were together,

we went all the time. - Hmm. We made a lot

of snow angels up there.

I guess I just thought I'd use it more.

Well, since neither of us do,

how would you feel about putting it on the market?

- Well, I'd have to think about it.

- Think about what? - Adam!

Hey!

Ehm... hmm.

This is my ex-husband, Wes. Wes, this is my boyfriend, Adam.

- Oh. - Hey.

- This is really weird. - Well, it's, uh...

nice to meet you. - Really nice to meet you.

: Ahem.

- You know what? I'm gonna get that cold brew.

OK.

- Make it two, please. - Uh-huh!

: Hi.

400 bucks?

- I take it you're not a fan of estate sales.

- I'm not a fan of overpriced summer camp art.

This is just a garage sale with a fancy name.

- Well, whatever you call it, it doesn't look like

I'm gonna find my clock face. - Hmm!

Well, the day's not over yet. - Did you find something good?

- I did! - Sam's gonna love that watch.

- Yeah, a leather band seems like his style.

You're both wrong.

: Yeah, right.

Wow, I think that's it!

- Guess the day wasn't over. - Mm.

Mysterious.

Fierce!

Impish!

Good. Now, let's unleash the woman of power.