LORNE: (on phone) Mm-hmm. Yeah, OK. All right, well not so fast, girls. Yeah, one at a time. Yeah, OK. (writing) Violence restrained. Uh-huh. Go on.

FRED: That's everything we could find.

LORNE: (takes the phone away from his ear, covers the mouthpiece with his hand, talks to Fred and Gunn) They say we need bloodroot.

GUNN: Bloodroot? Man, we just raided the spice rack in the kitchen. There ain't no bloodroot in there.

LORNE: (puts phone to his ear again) Uh, 86 on the bloodroot, ladies. Anything else we can— Well, yeah, I have, uh, (reads off the labels on the jars Fred and Gunn brought) paprika, ginger, allspice, clove— Cloves? That'll work? Oh, got it. Beautiful. Hey, soon as FTD's delivering in the city again, expect a big Thanks a Bunch bouquet from me, girls. Ciao! (hangs up) Ha ha ha!

CORDELIA: Looks like we got our home security spell.

LORNE: Right you are, missy. As soon as we sprinkle burnt clove dust around the perimeter, light a few candles, incant a few choice phrases, we'll be—

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