Good Witch

Previously on Good Witch.

- Dad. - Wanted to give you something.

- Is that what they teach you in prison?

I'm here now and I'm trying the best that I can.

- What brings you to Middleton? - My gut brings me to Middleton.

- I think your new guest is playing with us.

Do you think she's ever gonna tell us?

: When she's ready.

Paper lanterns? - For our paper anniversary.

- Who is it? - It's Cassie.

I thought you might like some English breakfast tea.

- Uh... sure, yeah. Come on in.

- Oh, bad dream? - Uh...

Weird, weird dream.

I was trapped in this small space like a tunnel.

There was this red light. It was flashing.

Everything was blurry. - Dreams can tell us a lot,

but sometimes they take a while to make sense.

- You seem to know a lot about it.

- It's kind of a Merriwick thing.

Breakfast is downstairs when you're ready.

You really go all out.

- Grey House should feel like home.

- The key to the whole pot of chili is the garlic.

I slice it so thin

it liquefies in the pan.

- You wouldn't be trying to influence my decision,

would you? - Influence? No.

Educate? Yeah. If you're gonna judge chili,

you gotta know all the ins and outs.

Blueberries and garlic?

Those are two smells that do not go together.

- Hey, if you're gonna bring the heat,

you gotta bring the garlic.

They're words to live by from the chili champ.

- Ah! I thought Martha was the chili champ.

She might have edged me out

for the blue ribbon 10 years ago,

but history is not going to repeat itself.

- You see, now this is why we haven't

had a cook-off in so long.

Middleton gets a little intense about its chili.

- Middleton will not know what hit it when they taste my chili!

- Nice visual with the bat. - Ah, lucky coincidence.

Colin Brunton hit two homers with this bat in one game.

- You know Colin Brunton? - He's a patient.

He signed it for me

when I repaired a torn ligament in his knee yesterday.

Didn't know you were a baseball fan.

- Donovan is. He's mentioned Brunton

once... or a hundred times.

- Treat this with kid gloves, please.

- I will have it mounted on a silken pillow.

- Figured a wooden display case, but pillow's not a bad idea.

The bad idea is for you

to go against me in the chili cook-off.

Hate for you to waste your time, Doc.

- I've got a secret ingredient arriving today.

It's gonna make you wish you never heard the word chili.

Oh, I'm there already.

- I gotta go. Thanks again for getting the bat mounted.

- Sure. - No kissing the head judge!

- Kiss or no kiss, I promise to remain impartial.

- Morning. - Yeah, morning.

You got any coffee? - Of course.

- You look tired; wake up on the wrong side of the bed?

- Uh, well, that bed's pretty comfortable;

I don't think it has a wrong side.

- Ah, there are fresh-baked blueberry scones.

- Those were my mom's favourites.

It's her birthday today.

You know, the first time I tried baking these for her,

they were as hard as rocks, and she still ate every one.

- Remind us not to let you bake anything.

- Yeah, good call. Pastry skills are still a little lacking.

- We could probably help you with that.

- You obviously don't shy away from a challenge.

My mom was actually a lot like you.

I'm gonna take this outside.

Mm-hmm.

- She seems like she's warming up to us.

- Mhm. I think being here is just what she needs.

- One café au lait and a Tinsdale on Toast, please.

So, a coffee with hot milk

and a tuna melt with sauerkraut?

- Well, that took the bloom off my rose.

Haven't we done this little dance long enough?

When are you gonna name that sandwich after me?

- Nothing else on the menu is named after anyone.

What about the Reuben?

- I stand corrected. - Since you're already standing,

why not give a Middleton salute to the Tinsdale on Toast.

- Don't you have bigger fish to fry running for re-election?

- There are no fish to fry when you're running unopposed.

- There may not be fish to fry, but I have a bone to pick.

- Says the man who is 15 minutes late.

- Oh, I'm late because the Middleton

footbridge is still just that... a footbridge.

- And...? - And you promised

when you took over as mayor to finish what I started.

- Yes, but that was before I took an informal poll

and discovered that not everyone wants that bridge widened.

- So you have no plans of doing anything?

- I have plans to have lunch with you.

- Fine. We'll split a Tinsdale on Toast.

- : It's chocolate. - : It's perfect.

It's quite a milestone.

- More like half a mile. - Two years ago,

you and your dad weren't even talking. Well,

you weren't talking to him. - "Tomayto, tomahto."

- Yeah, maybe you should just call the whole thing off.

That's not a bad idea.

- Your dad wants to introduce you to his girlfriend,

you should be flattered. - I know, I am,

I guess. It's just... something about it feels off.

I can't quite put my finger on it.

- Hello? Hi. Yes, it's me. No, I'm here.

What caller am I? Did I win?

OK. No. Thank you.

- That was interesting. - I'm trying to win tickets

to the Stevie Nicks concert. It sold out in three minutes.

- I guess these were the last two.

You got tickets? How?!

Donovan pulled a few strings.

- Do you think he could pull a few more?

I'll get you a T-shirt.

- Thanks. - Thanks for the tea.

See you soon. - : Thank you.

Oh, hey, you two! - We were just passing by...

- And I really needed one of your s'more cupcakes.

- Sounds serious. Ah, perfect timing!

- Let me guess. Presley?

And you must be Susan. - And you must be

the guy taking up all Stephanie's time.

We've heard a lot about you. - Really?

- I might have mentioned you once.

Or 10 000 times.

Oh! Oh!

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you both.

And hey, you're gonna come out

and see me win the big chili cook-off tomorrow?

- Not if my chili has anything to say about it.

We're gonna miss it.

I have to be out of town

and in Chicago on business for the day.

Oh no!

Well, if it's OK with Mom,

my chili team could use a captain.

Can I?

- How could I deny Stephanie's team a captain?

Yes!

- Dad. - Hahaha!

Abby. Oh.

And you must be Josie.

- I hope your dad warned you, I'm a hugger.

- He told me so many great things about you.

- I'm not sure when he'd have the time;

he's always talking about you. - Arthur.

- Good to see you. - You too!

- You must be Cassie? - Yes. Haha!

You two must be exhausted.

- I wouldn't fight a nap right about now.

- I will have George take your bags upstairs,

if I can separate him from his chili.

- I thought that's what that delicious smell was.

- No. That smell is victory

coming closer by the hour.

- George is competing for the chili cook-off title.

- You need tasters, you know where to find us.

I like them already.

Come on with me.

That went well, right?

- OK, I admit it... smells good in here.

- It's called an aroma and will pale in comparison

to the exquisite flavours of the chaplain's chili.

- Hahaha! People will be begging for mercy?

- Oh, I do like that one. And yes... yes, they will.

- Yeah? You better hope so because I'm bringing the heat.

- Wow... is that really the best you can do?

- That's not good. - Everything alright?

My chili's star ingredient

is not gonna make it in time for the cook-off.

- Your chili has a star ingredient?

- Yeah. Doesn't yours? - I'm more of an ensemble guy.

Besides, a true chili artist paints with more than one brush.

- Alright, Picasso, I'll let you finish your masterpiece.

- I'll give you a shout-out from the podium.

- The last place doesn't get to stand on the podium.

It just never gets old.

Excuse me! Tom Tinsdale,

what on earth do you think you're doing?!

- Keeping my promise to the people.