Phoebe's World VIII: Spa Day
Previously: Despite a failed Harvestfest proposal, Phoebe and Aahana finally got engaged at the Spice Festival, but not until after Aahana took her rightful place on the Spicy Curry Challenge throne, of course. Shirley Temple made her triumphant return and was as good as new after a visit to the vet.
Even though it feels like Phoebe just got done cheering Willow up after Miko's death, now she has to do it all over again - and cheer herself up in the process - following Zora's death. She decides to initiate her half-sister into the nightclub scene, and Willow looks absolutely pumped to get her dance on.
Unfortunately, this macho guy decided to commandeer the dance floor strictly for himself. How rude!
Phoebe: Listen, my dude, your moves are great and all, but don't you think it's only fair to share the dance floor?
Macho Guy: Share the dance floor? Are you kidding? Where does a little girl like you get off telling me what to do?
Phoebe: Oh, you want to take it there, huh? Well, then. Dance-off. Right now. Me and you. Let's see what you've really got.
Macho Guy: All right, kid, I'll hand it to you. You're pretty good. I guess we can share the dance floor after all.
Good, because it's been far too long since we've had a good synchronized dance moment. Killing it, as per usual.
Poor Willow just doesn't have the stamina to keep up with the grown-ups yet.
Phoebe: Guys, I just remembered I'm getting married soon, and I'm so pumped up about it! Free drinks for everyone!
Oh God, it looks like Sofia and Jane are super enamored by this guy's ridiculously large muscles.
Jane: Back off, sister. I saw him first.
Sofia: Don't you have a boyfriend? Back off yourself because he's all mine!
Willow: Ugh, it is so late, and I have school tomorrow. What am I even doing here?!?
It's okay, Willow. Not everyone is cut out for the hardcore partying life.
Ever since Shirley Temple's return, the girls have been making a point to shower her with love and attention so that she never gets it into her head to run off again.
Here's a bonus picture because it's just so adorable and also because it's a further reminder of Melinda's existence, since her work hours mean she's never around to party (and she's also kind of boring besides, sorry not sorry).
When she's not being pampered by Melinda on the couch, Shirley enjoys accompanying Aahana in the garden.
Between working and partying, there isn't much time to relax and unwind, so the girls decide to treat themselves to a spa day. First up: yoga class. Everyone's already doing entirely different moves, which doesn't bode well for the success of the rest of the class.
Jane: Is it just me, or does anyone else have no idea what they're doing?
I don't think it's just you, Jane. Melinda attempted this pose and immediately fell flat on her ass.
Actually, I don't think anybody managed to nail that one. I guess some more practice at home is in order.
At least Aahana's got the relaxation aspect of it down to science.
Afterwards, Melinda had to go to work (of course) and everyone else parted ways for their preferred activity.
Phoebe sweated out all those built-up alcohol toxins in the sauna.
Aahana continued her relaxation streak with a milk, honey, and oatmeal soak.
Jane took a nice calming bath, too, but she managed to sneak a drink in with her, naturally.
Then she got a foot massage, all decked out in gloves, jewelry, and leggings underneath her towel for some reason, which is such a perfectly her decision.
Phoebe! How dare you subject the masseuse to your toxic bodily fumes like that!
We end the day with a mind-and-body-centering meditation session.
Melinda may have missed out on the spa, but at least she finally got promoted to the actual title she's wanted all along!
Phoebe and Aahana's wedding day is coming up fast, and the entire household's been put to work getting a feast ready for the reception. Jane is on salad duty.
Phoebe and Aahana are in charge of the dessert, with Aahana's signature honey cake being the centerpiece, of course.
Finally, Melinda is responsible for the main dish, and I'm hoping that huge mess she's creating just means she's working really hard to make it incredible.
Naturally, Phoebe and Aahana also had to sample the wine to make sure it was of sufficiently high quality for their guests.
Aahana: Can you believe it? After tomorrow, I'll be able to call you my wife! I'm the happiest woman alive!
Ouch! That's one nasty muddle puddle. I hope this isn't a bad omen.
Oh my God, now I'm starting to get nervous. This really might be a sign of impending disaster.
Aahana: Uh, honey, a little help, please? Honey?
Another bad sign: Jane just got the news that her father died and is now barricaded in the bathroom with an extra strong drink until further notice.
We're just going to have to wait until next time to see how the wedding shakes out. Keep your fingers crossed it goes off without a hitch!
Even though it feels like Phoebe just got done cheering Willow up after Miko's death, now she has to do it all over again - and cheer herself up in the process - following Zora's death. She decides to initiate her half-sister into the nightclub scene, and Willow looks absolutely pumped to get her dance on.
Unfortunately, this macho guy decided to commandeer the dance floor strictly for himself. How rude!
Phoebe: Listen, my dude, your moves are great and all, but don't you think it's only fair to share the dance floor?
Macho Guy: Share the dance floor? Are you kidding? Where does a little girl like you get off telling me what to do?
Phoebe: Oh, you want to take it there, huh? Well, then. Dance-off. Right now. Me and you. Let's see what you've really got.
Macho Guy: All right, kid, I'll hand it to you. You're pretty good. I guess we can share the dance floor after all.
Good, because it's been far too long since we've had a good synchronized dance moment. Killing it, as per usual.
Poor Willow just doesn't have the stamina to keep up with the grown-ups yet.
Phoebe: Guys, I just remembered I'm getting married soon, and I'm so pumped up about it! Free drinks for everyone!
Oh God, it looks like Sofia and Jane are super enamored by this guy's ridiculously large muscles.
Jane: Back off, sister. I saw him first.
Sofia: Don't you have a boyfriend? Back off yourself because he's all mine!
Willow: Ugh, it is so late, and I have school tomorrow. What am I even doing here?!?
It's okay, Willow. Not everyone is cut out for the hardcore partying life.
Ever since Shirley Temple's return, the girls have been making a point to shower her with love and attention so that she never gets it into her head to run off again.
Here's a bonus picture because it's just so adorable and also because it's a further reminder of Melinda's existence, since her work hours mean she's never around to party (and she's also kind of boring besides, sorry not sorry).
When she's not being pampered by Melinda on the couch, Shirley enjoys accompanying Aahana in the garden.
Between working and partying, there isn't much time to relax and unwind, so the girls decide to treat themselves to a spa day. First up: yoga class. Everyone's already doing entirely different moves, which doesn't bode well for the success of the rest of the class.
Jane: Is it just me, or does anyone else have no idea what they're doing?
I don't think it's just you, Jane. Melinda attempted this pose and immediately fell flat on her ass.
Actually, I don't think anybody managed to nail that one. I guess some more practice at home is in order.
At least Aahana's got the relaxation aspect of it down to science.
Afterwards, Melinda had to go to work (of course) and everyone else parted ways for their preferred activity.
Phoebe sweated out all those built-up alcohol toxins in the sauna.
Aahana continued her relaxation streak with a milk, honey, and oatmeal soak.
Jane took a nice calming bath, too, but she managed to sneak a drink in with her, naturally.
Then she got a foot massage, all decked out in gloves, jewelry, and leggings underneath her towel for some reason, which is such a perfectly her decision.
Phoebe! How dare you subject the masseuse to your toxic bodily fumes like that!
We end the day with a mind-and-body-centering meditation session.
Melinda may have missed out on the spa, but at least she finally got promoted to the actual title she's wanted all along!
Phoebe and Aahana's wedding day is coming up fast, and the entire household's been put to work getting a feast ready for the reception. Jane is on salad duty.
Phoebe and Aahana are in charge of the dessert, with Aahana's signature honey cake being the centerpiece, of course.
Finally, Melinda is responsible for the main dish, and I'm hoping that huge mess she's creating just means she's working really hard to make it incredible.
Naturally, Phoebe and Aahana also had to sample the wine to make sure it was of sufficiently high quality for their guests.
Aahana: Can you believe it? After tomorrow, I'll be able to call you my wife! I'm the happiest woman alive!
Ouch! That's one nasty muddle puddle. I hope this isn't a bad omen.
Oh my God, now I'm starting to get nervous. This really might be a sign of impending disaster.
Aahana: Uh, honey, a little help, please? Honey?
Another bad sign: Jane just got the news that her father died and is now barricaded in the bathroom with an extra strong drink until further notice.
We're just going to have to wait until next time to see how the wedding shakes out. Keep your fingers crossed it goes off without a hitch!