Room 518/520, Tuesday Evening

Bel paced the suite, wondering where Phoebe was. He hadn't seen her all day. He'd checked Lana's room but no one was there -- at least no one answered when he knocked. No one was in Piper's room either, or Veronica's, when he'd checked them.

The kittens stared at him angrily, hissing if he paced too close. Great. They were pissed off at him, too.


[ooc: For cookinggeek or anyone else who wants to poke the demon.]