There you are. Where were you?

We were getting worried.

Not me. I haven't been worried since bottomless mimosas.

And cut!

That was wonderful, dear. You're gonna fit right in here.

Oh, Sabrina, this is gonna be a laugh riot.

Wanna see me do a spit take?

-Sorry, who are you? -Well, we're you're aunties, of course.

Very good work, Sabrina. That felt extremely authentic to me.

Father Blackwood?

No need to be so formal. Just call me Faustus.

I have no idea what's going on right now.

Don't worry, darling. You'll catch on quickly.

Or else…