EXT. THE BLASTED HEATH. DUSK.
THE WEIRD SISTERS, NAN, MEG AND BET, ARE GATHERED AROUND A CAULDRON.
ALL
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
BET
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of...
NAN
This fenny snake tastes like chicken.
MEG
People say that don't they?
NAN
Yes but this particular fenny snake appears to have drumsticks. You've been messing with the recipe again haven't you?
BET
It is my own interpretation of a classic dish.
MEG
Fennysnake are a terrible price and there is really nothing on them.
BET
Tell me about it. And newts' eyes - four groats a dozen!
NAN
You didn't...?
BET
Capers. They add a lovely piquant touch.
MEG
How clever! And for the toe of frog...anchovies?
BET
That's right!
NAN
So basically we are attempting to summon Hecate with a Chicken Puttanesca?
MEG
She has a point. Do we really know if Hecate even likes Italian?
NAN
This is witchcraft darlings, not Come Dine With Me. Hecate isn't going to pick over our charm'd pot and award us points out of 40 for presentation and ambience.
MEG
I feng shui-ed the blasted heath!
NAN
Give me strength. Next time we use real snake, finest adder - none of that essential grassnake rubbish, genuine newt's eyeball and certified frog's trotter. Understood?
MEG & BET
Yes.
NAN
At least you used real wool of bat.
BET
Oh no, sorry that's a hair.
NAN
Ew...disgusting!
END.