Room 208, Sunday evening

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Wyatt was in his room, relaxing after a rather interesting encounter with Lana. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.

Right now he was waiting for Chris to show up so they could figure out a spell to get their stolen senses back. Pity he couldn't see, because then he might realize he had lipstick marks all over his face.

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"Dude, I'm sorry," Chris apologized. "But I don't know how else to communicate with you."

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Wyatt sighed and made a circle with the thumb and forefinger of one hand, then moved the forefinger of his other hand in and out of it several times. That should tell Chris just why he had lipstick all over his face.

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"With who?" Chris asked, rolling his eyes, an effect lost on his brother.

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"Lana," Wyatt smirked. He wondered how he could do the name in charades if Chris couldn't read his lips.

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Chris's eyes got wide.

"Did you just say Lana? As in, Aunt Phoebe's best friend who hates your guts?"

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Wyatt just leaned back on his pillow, his hands behind his head, grinning.

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There was not enough facepalming in the world for that.

Chris grabbed the paper and pen back from Wyatt and started writing, trying to remember the spell they had cast so they could reverse it.

"I found some reversal spells in the Book, so I think I know how we can reverse this one. I'm just trying to remember the spell we used."

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"I remember it," Wyatt said. "Ancient power, help us this hour, take her voice so she can say no words because she says things best left unheard." He paraphrased a little so as to not cast the spell accidentally again.

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Chris couldn't hear what Wyatt was saying, but it seemed like he was forming the words Chris had written on the page.

"Okay, so give me a minute," he said. "I think I know how to fix it."

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"Cool," Wyatt said. And then there was a knock at the door.