RoyGordon at 2016-02-24 15:41:10:
Scene 10!
INT. DARK CAVE
A CAULDRON in the middle, embers glowing underneath. TWO WITCHES, blazing torches in hand, circle around the cave. Enters another WITCH, in her hand a small smoldering tube, just a wisp of smoke curling up.
WITCH #1
Er... Watcha doin'?
WITCH #2
Looking for the paper, we are.
Witch One's eyes grow wide, she hides her hand behind the back.
WITCH #1
Paper? What paper?
WITCH #3
Hecate left us a note, a recipe. We thought we had it memorized, but we didn't. Now we can't find it.
WITCH #1
Er... Maybe Graymalking has done away with it. Bad cat.
WITCH #2
No, he's gone to the witche's familiar's convention in Salem, he did.
WITCH #1
In Salem?
WITCH #2
Yes, in Cornwall. Godforsaken place, it is.
WITCH #1
Ah, in Cornwall. Still, it's a long way away.
WITCH #2
He borrowed me broom, he did.
WITCH #3
You two stop talking and get looking.
WITCH #1
Chill out. It's no big deal, surely.
WITCH #3
Chill...? What's wrong with you? It IS a big deal, and don't call me Shirley.
WITCH #2
Aha!
WITCH #3
You found it?
WITCH #2
No, but I found a bag of Hemlock root, I did, among these... weeds. Now I don't have to risk me ankles for while.
WITCH #1
Good for you, Number Two.
WITCH #3
Aha! I found it.
She retrieves a scrap of paper from beneath a stuffed Bat.
WITCH #1
Oh, girl, what a relief.
She brings her hand from behind her back.
WITCH #1 (cont'd)
So, what's this important paper about?
WITCH #2
Read it, Number Three.
WITCH #3
Ah, here it is: Add all malted grains to water and mix to temperature around one-fifty Fahrenheit, then rest the mash for--
WITCH #1
You mean, it's a beer recipe?
She brings the tube to her lips and we can now recognize it as a joint. She takes a long drag.
WITCH #1
Weed and beer. Life's good.