" Charlie reached over and picked up a smallnotepad. "Okay." Marsha Jensen." Charlie scribbled something in her notepad."Stella Wilson." And Charl...ie scribbled something else into thenotepad." Okay Stella. We're almost all set now." said Charlie. "I'll besponsoring your admission. My name's Charlotte Morgan, but all ofmy friends just call me Charlie." That's cool, Charlie." replied Stella."And I'll be sponsoring you Marsha." said Sam. "My name's SamanthaJohnson, but all of my friends. She came over and hugged Prue. “Yes, you do, it’s why you still wear the ring girl. Your heart knows, even if your head is still fighting it. He is not like your first husband. He truly loves you for you, not what you can give him.”Ty nodded in agreement to Grace’s statement. He’d had the same problem, so he understood Prue’s predicament. He glanced at Willow, and she gave him her loving smile. He smiled back and took her hand in his. He knew that she truly loved him, and his head and heart. OK?" Yeah, I guess." Jill, we've all got wild imaginations. Look at you and Mary and your father calling all the hospitals and morgues in the area for a couple of days when Charlie missed the barbecue. Find out if there's anything to worry about first. Then, if there is, spend your energy coming up with a plan to fix what needs fixing instead of wasting your time and energy trying to figure out something you can find out by making a simple phone call." I know you're right. It's just that I. The Servant just shook his head and got back up as well. Wilgas once again went down on his knees, but The Servant was still confused about something and decided to ask a bold question:“My Lord, I must ask: why a boy? I mean, you are the almighty Chaos, shouldn’t you pick a form that better suits the greatness that is you?” The Servant said. Chaos dropped the sword and suddenly disappeared and The Servant felt an excruciating pain as smooth, black tentacles suddenly pierced his back and torso.