Scene Seven

Samantha quickly covers her breasts and genitalia, once again looking very embarrassed. The members of the Witches Council, four males and four females, look totally indifferent to Samantha’s nudity.

ENDORA: -Hello, darling. I’m afraid I have bad news.

SAM: -Oh no…

A WITCH: -Samantha, the Council has studied your case and we have decided that we cannot intervene.

A WARLOCK: -The Hat of Triora rightfully belonged to Serena and, since Endora is not capable of returning it to her, she is entitled to demand retribution for it.

ANOTHER WITCH: -We strongly lament the consequences that this has for you, but if we intervened to undo Serena’s spell, we would be leaving her with no power to defend her own interests, and that would be against the Witches Code.

ANOTHER WARLOCK: -We apologize for not being able to help. We hope that Endora and Serena will manage to solve their differences, and that your spell will be undone soon.

The members of the Witches Council say goodbye and wish her luck, before vanishing. The last one is the oldest warlock, who takes a good look at Samantha and then at Darrin.

DARRIN: -I know what you are going to say: I’m a lucky man, I agree…

The warlock sighs, before disappearing in a cloud of smoke.

SAM: -Mom, what are we going to do? I can’t stay naked forever…

ENDORA: -Don’t worry, dear, I have another trick up my sleeve. I am not completely sure if it will work, but it’s worth a try…

Before Samantha or Darrin can reply, Endora vanishes.

SAM (looking sad): -Oh, Darrin… Serena will never undo the spell, when we tell her that we don't have the hat... The Witches Council was my last hope…