Charmed

Previously, on "Charmed"...

It's just my luck.

I finally get together with the woman of my dreams

only for her to become allergic to me.

And my sisters,

and every other magical being on Earth.

I can't get a word in edgewise

without being spoken over by Antonio.

Can I please finish my damn sentence?!

And I would like to be considered

for the research internship.

You do know it's extremely competitive?

Well, then, may the best woman win.

I can't even teach the book I want to teach.

Adding a new book once the curriculum has been set,

well, it just doesn't work like that.

When Macy and I did a revelation spell

on her allergy, it led us straight to this stone tablet.

The trick is finding a way to translate those symbols.

They're unlike anything I've ever seen.

Some sort of ancient hieroglyphs.

That monster left a symbol behind,

like the ones on that tablet.

The allergy is connected to that creature,

and the symbols on that tablet

may hold the key to everything.

Hey, Jason,

If they make you buy something to use the bathroom...

Strawberry kiwi pop

and an iced frappe with mocha?

Thanks.

Back in a flash.

Oh, what'd you forget?

Can I help you?

Mepte ama.

Mepte ama. Mepte ama.

Julie?

What the hell?

Use the body, use the body.

Your project is due in a week.

In a week.

One week.

Catch your breath. Breathe.

Your project is due in a week.

Drive and kick and...

Really hit it.

It's gibberish, Harry.

Not exactly.

Might as well be.

I mean, whatever language is on this tablet, it's been

- dead and buried for eons. - Well, perhaps.

But that tablet is the best clue we have right now.

It likely contains a history of our mysterious

Chupa-Alma monster and how it connects

to your magical allergy.

We just need to decipher it.

Yeah, but we can't exactly

pop it into Google.

Agreed. Which is why I scoured the Web

for prehistoric drawings,

and came up with this.

Harry, that looks exactly like...

Our mystery monster.

I would hug and kiss you if I could.

Uh, where's this from?

The Kvikindi Ruins in Norway.

And the markings appear to be

some kind of ancient language

which predates cuneiform tablets

by thousands of years.

Okay. So, uh, all we need to do

is figure out a way to decipher an ancient language

that nobody's ever heard of.

Oh, my God!

Guys, get down here!

What?

Mel, what's going on?

There is this insane viral video on DirtDish.

Seriously? That's why you screamed?

You scared the crap out of us.

This is scary.

Trust me. Check out Crazy Car Lady on DirtDish.

DirtDish? Is that some sort of...

new app?

Where every dance video is posted.

Along with "news of the weird."

I'll pass, thank you very much.

Har, you've got to keep up with the times

if you're gonna date a younger woman.

- Right. - Whoa.

She...

ran over her boyfriend and walked away.

That's... cold.

I mean, I've wanted to run over boyfriends before, but...

Mepte ama.

Mepte ama.

You expecting anyone?

No.

I'll-I'll go get it.

Hello. Macy Vaughn?

Yes. Gloria Lee,

attorney on behalf of the Shea Group.

May I come in?

Sure.

My office sent you a notice of Julian Shea's probate hearing.

No, I-I didn't get a notice.

I see. Well, no matter.

I was required by law to locate you and notify you.

Notify me of what?

Congratulations, Ms. Vaughn.

You've inherited SafeSpace.

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I mean, I guess it's thoughtful and helpful

for Julian to leave me SafeSpace.

We get permanent access to the command center

for as long as we need it.

But my focus really has to be on finding a cure for the allergy.

It's our priority, Mel.

- We can't keep going on like this. - I know,

but if there's anyone who can simultaneously find

a cure for our allergy and run a business, it's you.

And who knows, you may end up liking it.

Congratulations!

I am so happy for you!

For us. We've been waiting for weeks

for the new owner of SafeSpace to be named,

and it's you!

As you know, there is so much work to be done.

- There is? - Oh, yeah.

Huge backlog. First, there's the issue

with the kombucha keg distributor.

They've jacked up their prices on the Namaste Nectarine.

Then there's the Goat Yoga and the Dog Yoga people,

who do not get along.

But the bigger problem, TBH, is the health inspector.

- Swan... - And most important,

the corner unit on the first floor is empty,

and we've got a dozen applicants...

- Yeah, Swan? - Why don't you shoot me a text

of everything that's pending, and I will take a look at it

when I get a chance, okay?

Okay.

So, today, instead of going to Norway with Harry

to help decipher the tablet,

or continuing my research on the cure, I...

I have to look through this stack of legal documents

and worry about which kombucha to serve at happy hour.

Wha...

What's wrong?

I just got a text from my dean.

She wants to meet with me.

Now.

Hello?

In here. Come on through.

I'm not late, am I?

Not late, but a bit overdressed.

Oh. The tie.

Yeah. It's for tomorrow.

Law firm cocktail party with the head honchos.

You know how to tie a Windsor knot?

They're kind of old-school.

Thought you might be the right person to ask.

Why? 'Cause I'm the "oldest school" you know?

What?

Nothing.

Let me have a look.

Start with the wide end on the right,

small end on the left.

And then like so.

Dunhill & Moore, number one law firm in Seattle.

Got to dress for success.

Right.

There.

Voilà.

Got it.

Thanks, Har.

Are you sure you want to come along?

Even though this site was abandoned centuries ago,

there is always some degree of danger.

Not to mention the reindeer dung.

Still chipping away at that curse.

That's plenty dangerous.

Abby's book was kind of a bust.

It turns out...

witches don't like strangers showing up out of nowhere,

like a bad boyfriend, telling them

they can save them.

Yeah, I can imagine.

Not only will there be reindeer excretions,

we may have to contort ourselves to avoid some dusty booby traps.

The Vikings had quite a sense of humor.

You ready? Su...

I thought we had an understanding, Mel.

You can't just...