Suite 518/520, Monday morning

Bel shimmered the last of his, Phoebe's, and Anders's belongings back to the dorms. Yay for not having a personal gain stipulation attached to his powers; it made life so much easier. He got ready to head down to work, but there was one thing he had to take care of first. "You two. Clinic. Now," he said, eyeing Phoebe and Anders.